With Belloc in possession of a firm grip on Mira's thin leg, Belloc whirled her around above his head before he tossed her into the sky.
The young girl twirled her body into the air and corrected her position so that the soles of her feet were touching the ceiling.
Mira prepared to use her powerful legs as a way to sort of springboard back towards her brother.
However, when she attempted to make the jumping motion, she realized that she was being held firmly in place once again.
"Uwah?!"
Looking at her legs, she found hands made from tendrils of dark shadow that were holding her in place firmly.
It was only at this moment that she remembered exactly who her brother's birth mother was, and she silently cursed her shortsightedness.
The shadows were steadily pulling her deeper and deeper into a dark oblivion, and it seemed like she was going to be swallowed up at any moment.
