"Hmm...."
Orun looked at his hand, the same hand he had used to slash through the being's shoulder.
What he saw was not what he expected to see. His hand was clean, free of the blood he expected to draw out of the being's shoulder.
Orun was sure that his palm did damage to the being, and even cut its skin, yet there is no blood to show for it.
He already knew that it wasn't his real body from not hearing any sound of its heartbeat, but he did not account for the fake body to not have any blood in its physical body, or any liquid for that matter.
"You won't get any blood from its body. That is but a mirage of its true creation".
Dilya saw the confusion on Orun's face, and she guided him by telling him what the true essence of the body is, an emptiness made out of its horrendous mana.
An object made out of mana or aura can be turned physical in that it has the ability to cause damage or pain.
