"Fortis931 (Here I prove my reason to be the strongest)!"
Stiyl loudly declared his magic name, a ritual akin to Western knights' etiquette, announcing oneself before using magic.
It was a formal declaration of battle.
Zzt~
Golden-red tendrils of light, twisting the fabric of the world, pierced Stiyl's abdomen as if reversing cause and effect, transcending time.
"Ah~"
Immobilized, his body frozen as if under a binding spell, his mana lay dormant, unusable, as if it never existed.
The connection between soul and body was disrupted by the light wings. Stiyl, the victim, felt like a mere spectator, an audience to his own plight.
"Magic name? Sorry, I don't have one, so I can't exchange pleasantries like a knight. But… that name means you're opposing me, right?"
With a flick of the light wings, Stiyl was flung like a home-run baseball, tumbling two and a half times before lying still.
"Stiyl…"
It happened too fast. Even Kanzaki Kaori, a Saint, couldn't comprehend it before Stiyl was sent flying.
"Ugh…"
Stiyl lay powerless, his wounds minor for a magician but burdened by a "concept" attached through the injury, preventing him from rising or fighting.
A single attack's mystical concept surpassed all of Stiyl.
"Be careful… Kanzaki… he's… dangerous…"
He couldn't speak. Looking at Kanzaki, who turned to him in panic, his words wouldn't come.
He was still in the "audience," nailed to the seat.
Like someone watching an anime, desperate to warn the protagonist but unable to communicate—a dimensional gap.
Stiyl's "spirit" was knocked from his body, able to see but not warn, caught between the third dimension and a higher one.
"I promised Itsuwa… I won't harm you, Kanzaki Kaori. I hope you don't waste her goodwill. Would you join me as a guest for a couple of days?"
Samuel's voice emanated from the Leumas, his cold eyes fixed on Kanzaki, who gripped her katana tightly. The light wings, distorted by Material World laws, formed twisted lines.
"Salvare000 (Extend a hand to those who cannot be saved)!"
Kanzaki clearly rejected his "kindness." Ignoring Stiyl, she gripped her katana, assuming a standard stance, staring down the Leumas.
She declared war!
"Yuisen!"
The Power of a Saint—the Power of God—erupted from Kanzaki's body. This higher-dimensional force briefly elevated her to an angel's level.
"Nanasen!"
Her blade unsheathed, seven steel wires infused with divine power became sky-rending slashes, striking from all directions, shredding the Leumas into dozens of pieces.
One strike… the Leumas was truly torn apart.
The seven divine slashes even cracked the phase created by the Leumas.
"Impressive…"
This martial technique could cleave an angel, unleashing divine power in an instant, delivering a terrifying attack beyond mortal limits.
Even the Leumas, undefended, would be easily torn apart.
But… while the Leumas was Samuel's half, it was merely a "spell, a program."
"Reboot!"
The crimson light reassembled, as if nothing had happened.
"Regrettable… I'll have to act against you. But don't worry—per my promise to Itsuwa, you won't be harmed."
The light wings lashed out like whips, their terrifying impact demolishing a swath of buildings without mercy.
Kanzaki darted through the structures, one hand carrying Stiyl, the other manipulating steel wires to counterattack.
Her wires carried the Power of God, a conceptual force Samuel couldn't ignore, matching his own level.
Yet the Leumas attacked recklessly. Samuel's main body couldn't disregard it and would need countermeasures, but this was just a spell. If destroyed, it could be recast.
Samuel's endurance far outstripped Kanzaki's.
"What's with this phase? What is that angel? What's Academy City planning?"
Kanzaki fled through a grayscale, empty mirror of Academy City.
An angel in Academy City—magic's enemy—couldn't be unknown. She sensed the city was preparing something monumental.
"About time, Kanzaki-san… Capturing you unharmed is no easy feat. Let's end this!"
Buzz~
A piercing sound erupted from the Leumas, targeting the soul—chaotic, frenzied, indescribable.
"Pfft~"
Kanzaki spat blood, her agile form crashing like a bird with broken wings.
"So careless… hurting yourself like that…"
Samuel's voice came from behind.
"The Power of God… spells… so noisy… ah!"
Kanzaki clutched her head, overwhelmed by chaotic, indescribable whispers in her mind.
Though versed in many schools, she couldn't identify this alien mystical knowledge.
It infiltrated her subconscious, forcing her to alter her body's divine power and spell structure, causing backlash injuries.
Continued use would only worsen her condition, rendering it useless.
Twisted light wings shot past, weaving like ropes, binding her tightly.
"I've captured Kanzaki Kaori, hereby named… my wife!"
Samuel had the gall to jest.
"Damn… Academy City… Samuel…"
Kanzaki's strength ebbed, her consciousness fading into darkness.
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