"Now, now. You're making me jealous. I did most of the work but you're just ignoring me." With his bare hand, Grey caught the shadow blade manifested at the hands of the original owner of the previously attached eye.
Bang!
He then landed a kick at the shadow entity's abdomen, sending him flying across the makeshift laboratory… in the direction where Moly was alertly standing.
With the [Anon Spell Blade] in her grasp, she read through Grey's intention.
If there's nothing left to do with this shadow figure, then only its demise was the right answer.
"Aruminasa Spell Arts…"
As the figure who couldn't maintain his momentum flew towards her, Moly continued to mutter,
"Tier 4 Spell…"
Whoosh!
"Blood Sun!"
The blade of the [Anon Spell Blade] was gradually and quickly turning red, and on its pointed tip, a palm-sized miniscule red sun briefly materialized, heating up the surroundings for less than two seconds.