Looking at the Shield Woman who, despite being deprived of her sight, still maintained a defensive stance like an iron wall, almost without a flaw, the Mute Girl cracked a smile.
She did not move forward again, nor did she need direct contact.
The Magic Power sent into the opponent's body while sharing vision earlier, combined with the blindness just conferred... stacking the two, was already enough to build a powerful link.
Thus, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
With that crisp sound, the next second, the Shield Woman's eyes rolled back, her breathing shattered.
No scream, no lament, with spasming diaphragm and twitching vocal cords, she only managed a short strange cry, losing the ability to continue calling out.
The Short Sword fell to the ground, the shield dropped from her hand, and that fortress-like posture instantly collapsed, the originally fair complexion also fell apart, twisted into an uncontrollable ugly state.
