[Fortunately, this time Kid does not waste any more time on speeches like 'In the name of Lord Death I will punish you I will mete out judgment on your soul' or other such nonsense, he just gets straight to casting the only directly damaging spell he knows.
(Because until he's able to learn fire, water and electricity all at the same time, he can't bring himself to study them inequally: non-elemental spell it is.)
Sweeping aside his coat, from a sort of bandolier criss-crossing his vest he plucks a pair of small canisters capped with gold, their contents dimly glowing in a neutral shade of slate gray.]
The device of your destruction is at hand!
[Both bullets are flipped into the air above his head, and in the next moment, Kid reaches into the holsters of his coat, pulling a pair of golden pistols, framing crystal barrels, and bodies showing more fanciful clockwork, one at a time.]
Crime!
[And the right pistol.]
Punishment!
[Both bullets land, falling seamlessly into their allotted slots in their crystalline barrels, and he levels both on the minotaur.]
Let the judgment suit the sin! ARCANE BLAST!
[Sorry, what was that about ridiculous speeches? We lied.]
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Right!
[Fortunately, this time Kid does not waste any more time on speeches like 'In the name of Lord Death
I will punish youI will mete out judgment on your soul' or other such nonsense, he just gets straight to casting the only directly damaging spell he knows.(Because until he's able to learn fire, water and electricity all at the same time, he can't bring himself to study them inequally: non-elemental spell it is.)
Sweeping aside his coat, from a sort of bandolier criss-crossing his vest he plucks a pair of small canisters capped with gold, their contents dimly glowing in a neutral shade of slate gray.]
The device of your destruction is at hand!
[Both bullets are flipped into the air above his head, and in the next moment, Kid reaches into the holsters of his coat, pulling a pair of golden pistols, framing crystal barrels, and bodies showing more fanciful clockwork, one at a time.]
Crime!
[And the right pistol.]
Punishment!
[Both bullets land, falling seamlessly into their allotted slots in their crystalline barrels, and he levels both on the minotaur.]
Let the judgment suit the sin! ARCANE BLAST!
[Sorry, what was that about ridiculous speeches? We lied.]