"Put! Me! Down!"
"Ow! Ow—I'd put you down!"
Arthur screamed and immediately released her, jumping back while rubbing his smoking shoulders.
Layla stumbled and nearly fell, but she managed to regain her balance and immediately glare at Arthur.
A moment later, however, she noticed a trace of silver liquid on her fingertip, her head tilting to the side in confusion.
'Wait…isn't this Arthur's blood?'
For a moment, she blinked in confusion, then in the next, her eyes widened as realisation dawned.
"That's right…you had a destruction law affinity, didn't you?" she muttered.
"!"
Arthur flinched at that question, and noticing it, Layla's lips curled into an evil grin, the concentration of creation law energy crackling like lightning around her fingers, increasing as she pressed her fists together.
"What a wonderful discovery…"
"Wait a second, Layla! This could be counted as attempted—!"
