Capítulo 117: Chapter 117: Bone Gallery - Part 1

"Radiance."

Beckman's brush touched the painting and he immediately extended his index finger, which burst into a dazzling brilliance.

The entire gallery was brightly lit, and a shadow appeared on the ceiling, strikingly noticeable.

"Damn it!"

The man in the tailcoat cursed under his breath.

The shadow moved swiftly, racing along the ceiling and walls towards the outside of the gallery.

"Where is the soul drifting? Fall asleep quickly..."

Roderick's deep voice resounded.

The speed of the shadow gradually slowed and eventually stopped. Roderick raised his right arm, his fingers emanating black light aimed at the shadow, which continuously trembled and twisted, seemingly struggling and resisting.

Fzzt...

Mona pulled out her revolver and slid the cylinder.

Her other hand swiped at her waist, a golden bullet appeared between her fingers, quickly pressed into the chamber, and she raised the revolver aiming at the shadow.