When Ray told Cindi to come prepared, he didn't expect her to bring a team of ten people with her; all of them were in space suits with computers floating in the air around them.
Cindi watched the hurricane with no difference. "What are you going to do?"
Ray asked the 11 people circling around, "Does anyone know the amount of idril's poison inside one of its feathers?"
Five of them answered at the same time, "1.3 mg."
"So what I'm going to do is simple; I guess all of you know already, but Idril's gas can exist as gas too!" Ray cleared his throat. "And the hurricane is like a cage for all the poison that they released in there. I will extract the poison out of it and put it into bullets. I want you to shape and sustain them into perfect bullets."
Cibdi thought for a second, "Its poison is strong, but one needs high doses of it to actually affect stronger opponents."
