"Which one is it?"
"Wuwu..."
Ingrid paused slightly, then suddenly realized something. Her eyes narrowed, and her head followed suit, lifting up to point at the "maid" behind her.
"Wuwuwu!"
Fisher's gaze hardened, and amidst the astonished looks from everyone present, she abruptly reached out to grab the long spear in Rafael's hand. Rafael paused for a moment, but seeing Fisher's cold expression, she quickly released the spear, allowing it to maintain its form.
"Ah..."
Upon seeing Fisher grasp the spear, the "maid" seemed to sense something amiss, just about to speak when the red spear already rushed towards her like a rainbow accompanied by a violent explosion.
"Ah!!"
Ingrid's rosy face suddenly turned pale. She shut her eyes tightly in fright, feeling the surrounding air and wind coalescing and crashing towards her, as if Fisher intended to send her back to hell with a single shot.
As a human, she could only scream in pure helplessness, scream!
