Still in a trance-like state, Logan had next to no idea what was going on.
But that would soon change.
Minerva planted her sword firmly into her stomach and drew out a river of blood.
Numerous crimson strings formed out of thin air.
"Let's see you survive this!!!" She burst out laughing.
Several dozen strings converged on Logan who was still in the air.
He alternated between dodging and turning into the wind to avoid certain death.
In his mind space, a bit of clarity was starting to return to Logan.
Flashes of white light filled his eyes before vanishing.
'What is going on?' Logan's body paused as this thought ran through him.
Hundreds of strings wrapped themselves around him to prevent his escape.
The view of more than a hundred blood strings encapsulating him sent fear down Logan's spine but before he could react, his vision darkened again.
His body looked at Minerva and started muttering a spell.
