"W-what is happening?"
"Tch." I tried to reach out to Licarus and dragged him to my side.
Just as when my hand grabbed at his clothing, a sharp, and translucent solid force arose from the ground, amputating my hand to the wrist. Even when I used my utmost speed, it seemed like whoever was behind this was more cautious than I thought.
"Uncle Faust! Your hand!"" Roger shouted with open, awakened eyes.
"I already know that!"
"Something is separating the space between us." Horus accumulated the manifestation of her MIND. Blasted, as the trigger of her rifle was pulled. Despite the loud bang and shockwave, there wasn't a single dent to the invisible wall. "Tch, it seems like the output of power behind it is enough to withstand a reinforced AP round."
"I didn't know that you had something illegal." I wryly laughed, as I tried to seal the open wound on my right hand.
"Well, many people hate us for reasons," said Horus with a deadpan.
