"The Raindrops of Dryflos!"
Bullets of compressed air, smaller than the grains of sand, poured out! There was the sound of the bullets tearing through the air as the shots were fired from my right hand without calculating the trajectory. I hit the desired target precisely.
-Boom
The right hand of the man holding the cell phone flew away. This prevented contact from being made. The scrap metal pieces, which were the cell phone a while ago, mixed with flesh and blood and lay shattered on the floor in the distance. There was a sign that the invisibility magic I was wearing was about to unravel. It was a reaction in which the body's Mana exploded rapidly in a concealed state.
Parvache saw it and quickly telepathized.
[Just blowing that cell phone apart won't make it end here!]
"I know!"
