After a moment, no one answered, and Renamon knocked harder. The door creaked open under the pressure, and she glanced back at Jiraiya. "It looks like he left already."
She stepped inside, not completely comfortable with being there without the man. A note on the desk nearby drew her attention.
"Here's your shit. They'll burst into flame when the liquids mix. Throw them hard enough to break both glass containers. Try not to fall on one."
Next to the note were two containers--each a large vial with a smaller inside. These she carefully placed in the case she was carrying, steadying them with other items. Closing the case, she grinned at Jiraiya. "This will make things a little more fun."
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She stepped inside, not completely comfortable with being there without the man. A note on the desk nearby drew her attention.
"Here's your shit. They'll burst into flame when the liquids mix. Throw them hard enough to break both glass containers. Try not to fall on one."
Next to the note were two containers--each a large vial with a smaller inside. These she carefully placed in the case she was carrying, steadying them with other items. Closing the case, she grinned at Jiraiya. "This will make things a little more fun."