Charlie's words sent a shiver down Don Albert's spine, his expression contorting into one of pure horror. In a panicked voice, he blurted out, "Master Wade, what are you saying? Is there some kind of danger lurking today?"
Charlie fell into a brief silence, unsure of how to respond. Dangerous? He couldn't fathom being in any real danger. The so-called Marshal carried those three shoddy magical artifacts he himself had crafted, treasuring them as if they were priceless. It was clear the man had only a shallow understanding of reiki.
Moreover, Charlie possessed two formidable weapons of his own, specialized in offense, along with an array of pills at his disposal. He could rely on both offense and defense, not to mention the advantage of fighting in the shadows while his opponent remained exposed in the light. Thus, Charlie believed he held the upper hand in every aspect, giving him a better chance of victory than his adversary.
Yet, there was a nagging worry in the back of Charlie's mind, courtesy of Maria Clark's warning. Though it seems unreliable, his intuition told him that this girl wouldn't deceive him. This uncertainty made Charlie exercise caution. He had to leave an escape route for those around him, just in case he truly faced danger.
Facing Don Albert's anxious query, Charlie flashed a slight smile and spoke with a serious tone, "I can't say for certain if I'm truly in danger, but it's always better to err on the side of caution."
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