| Re: Moonlighters
Psyo piced up a little black bottle from his pocket.
"Hi my dear, let's see what you can do." He said to it.
He also picked up a leather glove and put it on.
He put some poison on the glove and stroke it over the box.
Psyo looked at it when it was done.
"One little touch and the person is paralized." He said and smiled.
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