Silver-haired sleuth Ainoraak spoke to the villainous fiend who stood atop the cemetery gate. [Repent now, and I shall spare your life.] The masked fiend gave a crooked smile, cursing Ainoraak in a low voice so that he would not hear. But he read his lips and muttered to herself, [Guess there's no hope of reforming this one.] Pointing his pistol at the man, he fired without hesitation. The shot rang out, causing the crows that had overrun the cemetery to fly away all at once.