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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

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82nd Section: Purification and Conclusion_2

This was a bullet specially made with a silver steel ingot as the projectile, baptized with Holy Oil, and using the sacred Blessed Gunpowder as its base.

The moment the bullet made contact with the Wraith, it shrieked and vanished into thin air.

Malin rolled once more, dodging the stab coming from behind, and as he rolled, two bullets flew up into the air; as Malin got to his feet, he deftly combined the ejected cylinder, the spent casing, and the bullets falling just right, accomplishing a reload. He slipped the Revolver back into its holster, grasped a branch in both hands, and in an instant, the branch in his hand became as long as a gun.

With a sweeping strike, he forced back the Wraith before him. As Malin pursued with a thrust, the Wraith prepared to slip into the void once more, but Malin's left fingertip sprouted a golden light ball which landed on the body of the Wraith and 'healed' it, interrupting its movement. Then, the small light ball 'hopped' back onto Malin.