Arm raised, the revolver spits out bullets that rumble the opponents' shields.

Three!

I put up our defense. I pour in the maximum.

- I'll kill you! Jall growls furiously. - And I'll give your girl to the soldiers! You understood me?!

- Everything is fine, - said Master Cooper quietly, putting away the revolver, - everything is according to plan.

Lightning, like whips, is trying to cut through a thin, barely noticeable film, and, of course, it falls.

- Cas! Let's!

I manage to turn around. I see how Devlin, flowing from rack to rack, dodges two stone spears, and the third flies right under my ribs.

This is...