There were no need for any irrelevantly insignificant conversation, neither did any one even bother trying to start one, and as if they had reached an agreement with that silence,
Vine waved his arm as he commanded the doll clinging onto him.
The doll merely grabbed her left bicep and threw her now detached arm onto the ground as it detached from every joint that held the forearm, wrist joint, palm, fingers, and their joints, everything came loose as they detached themselves before rolling on the ground.
With a rippling void energy in the detached parts of the arm, the pieces bounced off of the ground before each part turned into a doll that held the power of the void according to the size of the detached pieces.
It was strange sight of see, but it was nowhere near to entice disgust from the group.
