"Xie Te! What are you doing?"
Seeing Daster in such agony made Camille suspect that the dripping liquid might be some kind of strong acid. A sudden sense of urgency gripped her, and she rushed toward the two.
"Let him go!"
"What a nuisance!" The tall figure, who had intended to correct their worldview, simply raised a hand and blocked Camille.
Her slender arm was like cast iron; no matter how hard Camille struggled, she couldn't break free.
On the other side, Pietro was swiftly intercepted by Monte as well.
"Jennifer, do it! Let these two idiots see what a Bizarre looks like!" Monte urged.
"OK," the Exorcist Jennifer, still holding Daster, responded indifferently.
The figure in her grasp struggled less and less under the effects of the Holy Water. Suddenly, Jennifer's free palm erupted with a blinding white light.
An instant later, the glowing white palm fiercely struck the top of Daster's head.
"ROAR!"
