Recharging his revolvers, the noble paid attention at the scenery around them and a sweeping change of weather that delivered gloominess alongside the cold. He shuddered at the breeze carrying the scent of rain and then shook his head in denial. No, he’s not heading inside just yet.  

Soon after the nature claimed its authority over the susurrous forest and the heavens clouded abruptly dressing in gray, Ciel overheard Sebastian talking which instantly brought a frown on his face. He pondered over butler’s peculiar suggestion eventually coming up with a decision that the demon is a creature of more potential than human and to kill him would take so much more than just few bullets.

                        ❝ Well… I hope you know what you’re doing. ❞

     Phantomhive replied with an arch smirk already weighting two revolvers in his hands.