[Layland's POV]
'Shredder?! Are you kidding me—Shredder?! Is there even such a straightforward Origin?! I thought the name of an Origin reflects the nature of ourselves—not what it allows us to do!'
I grit my teeth as I endure Jovenus' special attack. There are so many light fragments cutting my skin open, frying it, and damaging my armor—I don't know what to do in the situation.
Although I don't think the pain is unbearable, I still don't want to receive it silently. The damage it is inflicting on my body is no joke; I'll end up losing consciousness if I stay idle, which is something I don't want to happen.
Alas, I can't move my body. To be exact, I can move my body, but the course of the accursed light fragments makes sure that my current position is the safest position.
