He points his hand towards Reida, as if to fire off something.
Looks like he will.
But Reida only tilted her sword slightly for just an instant and Trophimus was sheared in half.
He too disappeared, becoming particles of light.
Next, she moved to me and sliced off my wrist the moment I sent magic power to the ring I was wearing.
No, it only seemed to have been cut off.
What I lost was the wrist of my prosthetic hand.
My left hand is alive and well.
But, looking at my hand that abruptly disappeared, I couldn't help but shudder.