"How… How did you break out of my illusion?!"
The girl's shocked voice reached Ezekiel just as he came to realize he had been struck with Spiritual magic. 'Such affinities are genuinely rare though. You have to hand it to the Institution for being able to attract individuals like her.'
He glanced down at his gauntlet, noting the dim azure energy still glowing from the array lines embedded in its structure. 'I'm still running on mana then.' A smirk settled on his lips as the realization landed. "And what possible reason would I have to tell you that?"
An annoyed expression crossed the girl's face. She wiped the blood trailing from her nose — a backlash from her opponent's forceful escape from her mindscape illusion — a thread of alarm woven into her irritation despite herself.
