Chapter 49: Arc 2 - 27: An Actual Weakness
The joints twisted under the grip; the tissue being twisted, like rubber, till it was akin to paper... "Crrraaacckk!" The sound was but a pop compared to everything else going on around them.
...
However, the bloodcurdling scream that followed was not. Hotaru's arm; was it a fracture or was it being twisted beyond the point of return? How could she tell from the pain flashing in her eyes?
Jotou's head jolted up—a scream from far below she heard. Followed by another, "HOTARU!" scream from Fumeko who blinked-
Wait, something was wrong... Why couldn't she? The girl in the purple headband perhaps had wondered in her head, 'Is this what dad was protecting me from?', but not a word left her lips after that scream; her hand reached out as her blink spell, did not work.
Asobi looked up, unaware. The light faded from her wand, "The lights aren't working!" the magician disappeared from near the eyes of the whale and reappeared behind Fumeko.
"Wh-what's happening?" her attention went back to the scene before her, "Why aren't we... winning?" Asobi's face wilted. Through her eyes—a wolf-girl about to be devoured, screaming for dear life.
Her pupils constricted in those bright greens of hers, "Not again," a small tear dripped. A prism-like rainbow tint reflected as it went down her cheek.
"Hotaru! NO!" Jotou's sword sparked more and more, but she realized it was a fruitless effort. With a grunt, she lifted the blade out and raised it in the air, "Thundering-!"
Water rose to her boots and Jotou paused. It was, glowing blue... "Hotaru?" Jotou muttered—sword still raised and the glowing sparks fading away.
Down below the waves arose, wrapping around the shadowy form beached into the sand. "Stand back!" an old voice rang in warning as Fumeko and Asobi turned around.