"Above, huh?"
Even though neither her vision nor Magical Power Perception could detect the enemy's attack, Emerald Sparrow had instinctively set up a thread barrier in the brief interval following the last strike, giving her some preparation. When the ghostly hand reached out from above, her threads first sensed the impending attack.
Strangely enough, it seemed the attacker did not intend to use magic or Magic Technique, so despite the tricky angle of attack, it was still relatively easy to dodge once perceived.
This time, Emerald Sparrow once again evaded the attack.
The same attack repeated a third time, then a fourth... Just as Emerald Sparrow was about to adapt to the attack's rhythm, she suddenly sensed something was amiss.
Things felt... not quite right.
She had the feeling her reactions were starting to slow.
Moreover, there was a strange power, as if stripping something away, constantly interfering with her thoughts, making her feel dazed.
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