Eulene's right arm disappeared, along with the sword she was wielding. Even her storage ring was gone.
Blood drenched her silver robe and dripped to the ground.
But not a voice of pain escaped her mouth. And her black eyes looked unfazed. It was just a right arm.
[Can you feel where your arm is?] Xavier's voice reached her mind. He was standing straight and steady, his pore less mask blank mask pointing at the abomination.
[Yes] Eulene replied with a calm voice. [What just happened?]
[As I hypothesised, the Curse's authorities upgraded. Before, it could only teleport inanimate objects it was not in touch with, and could not store anything. But now that it possessed its host, not only can it teleport animate bodies and body parts, but also store objects—as proved by the fact that your arm and sword went missing.]
[I can still feel them] Eulene's black eyes were still fixed on the deformed psychiatrist. [But it's not in this space]
[Can you get them back?]
