Saburou's mind ran rampant with inner conflict.
To fight back or to not fight back―His current dilemma was not something so easy that it could be decided just like that.
Stretching her hand out towards him, Sophie began to warp the space in and around his limbs, the will of crushing him in a torrent of twisting space flourishing within her.
But nothing happened.
Whenever she tried, everywhere Sophie targeted would simply reverse, winding in the opposite direction, completely invalidating all of her attempts.
"...What d'ya think you're doin', huh?"
Her previous, scarily blank expression distorting, a look of raw exasperation formed on Sophie's face. "This is retribution... Why're ya resistin' all a sudden...?"
"..."
Saburou didn't reply, simply crawling away from her on the floor as he warily nullified each of her attacks with ease, soon rising back to his feet.
