It was a simple mission, go over the enemy's hideout, eliminate everyone and everything and then go.

Something easy, at least for Chuuya.

And it did go well, all ended without much trouble.

As Chuuya was going straight to leave, there was a lamp on the ground, shiny and appealing.

He picked it up.

Now that he was on his apartment (quite an expensive one at that), he looked at the lamp on his hand and then sighed, letting it on top of the table.

It was a simple rub on the lamp's body that causes a swirl around the living room.

"What the hell...?" Chuuya mumbles, taking a step back and preparing to use his ability on whatever has come out of that lamp.