My left arm throbbed with pain. The heat radiating from my upper arm to my elbow was intense, like the kind of burn you'd get from scraping your skin after falling while running full speed.
"Itsuki! You're hurt!" Nina-chan's voice rang out, full of panic.
I could only think, of course. The wound was from the magic that the Theater Troupe Actor had launched at me just moments ago.
The puppet-like figure of the Theater Troupe Actor spun like a ballerina on the table, laughing as it spoke.
"You've got some sharp eyes, huh? True Vision, right? That trick of yours sure makes it hard to catch you off guard. Kinda unfair!"
As the Theater Troupe Actor cackled, the bell signaling the end of lunch break rang throughout the school.
At that very moment, I shot two threads of Silveit. One wrapped around my injured left arm, and the other headed toward the Theater Troupe Actor.
"Homura Mayu!"
