As Guts looks through the bones, the steel tip of his dagger hits something hard in the dirt. Curious, he sheathes it and brushes the dirt away with the fingers of his iron arm (the nice titanium one was back on the Rig).
In the palm of his false hand is a rugged looking iron ball, one that would be too large to fit in the barrel of his own weapon. It looked like it could have erupted from the guns nestled between a castle’s crenellations.
“This yours?”
He looks back at Loken, suspecting that it probably wasn’t his.
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What the fuck is a laser?
As Guts looks through the bones, the steel tip of his dagger hits something hard in the dirt. Curious, he sheathes it and brushes the dirt away with the fingers of his iron arm (the nice titanium one was back on the Rig).
In the palm of his false hand is a rugged looking iron ball, one that would be too large to fit in the barrel of his own weapon. It looked like it could have erupted from the guns nestled between a castle’s crenellations.
“This yours?”
He looks back at Loken, suspecting that it probably wasn’t his.