Listening to the question from the Exorcist under her command, Amita slowly shook her head. "No, our mission is to ensure the Array etching is completed. Leave matters there to Taran's team. If they can't hold on, they will send a signal."
「At that moment, on the battlefield where Taran and the others fought the Evil Spirit,」
"Samor, how are you doing?"
"Not dead yet!"
Hearing the feeble voice from the large pit, the other three sighed in relief.
"It seems this thing really hates Holy Water!" Taran's eyes lit up. She reached into a pocket at her waist, and two small bottles filled with liquid instantly appeared in her palm. Then, she threw them directly at the Evil Spirit's huge body.
CRACK!
The sound of breaking glass echoed as the Holy Water spilled out. Accompanied by a SIZZLE! SIZZLE! of corrosion, the Evil Spirit's body shuddered before it suddenly flew into the air.
"Damn you, Exorcists!"
