Valeria threw her arm out like she was throwing out the trash.
WHOOSH!
It wasn't a grand magical gesture nor was there was no glowing spell circle or dramatic incantation.
The spirit just grabbed the invading god's consciousness, tightened her grip, and yanked.
Ryoki didn't even have time to scream.
One second he was the arrogant lord of the inner domain, and the next, he was violently, forcefully ejected from Klaus's mind like a rejected parasite.
Back in the physical world, barely three seconds had passed.
Klaus was still standing completely still on the black obsidian glass.
His eyes were half-closed with his breathing shallow. Ryoki's silver-gauntleted hand was still buried deep inside the center of his chest.
Suddenly, Ryoki's body violently seized up.
It looked exactly like the guy had just grabbed a live power line.
Ten thousand volts of invisible electricity seemed to rip straight through his nervous system.
