CHAPTER 641
"This… this is the work of the Supreme Magus," Dame replied calmly, making everyone stare at him in awe and surprise.
"Huh?" Lance mumbled as he leaned forward, eyes glued to the gauntlets that had appeared from seemingly nowhere and settled around Dame's hands like they belonged there from the start.
"What does it even do? I don't get it," Brook asked, his brow raised while he studied the strange weapon.
"So what now? Because it can hide inside your skin, we are suddenly supposed to care?" Killian muttered, confusion and annoyance mixing on his face.
"No. Think back to my battle with Beatrix. You were there that day," Dame said as he turned toward Killian.
Killian's brows wrinkled harder. "I still don't see the connection."
"What does your fight with Beatrix have to do with this thing?" Alba asked as she stood slowly, her eyes narrowing.
