Havier: "..."
He was originally shouting loudly, but at the moment his wrist fractured, he instead quieted down, as if he couldn't believe it at once.
It wasn't until the sharp pain from his wrist transmitted to his mind that Havier's facial muscles twisted wildly, suddenly erupting with a scream sharper than before: "Ahhhhh——!" He seemed to instinctively want to move, but because of the pain, he dared not, so he froze in place, repeatedly shouting, "Broken, broken, my hand's broken!"
Andrew's method of twisting his wrist seemed like a warrior's style, but it was actually still a magical technique.
There wasn't any profound Water Magic involved.
It was just that the fingertips of his index and middle fingers, in a scissor-like gesture, each emitted an invisible stream of Water Magic Power, transforming into two magical little snakes.
The snakes' bodies were small, yet they wrapped around Havier's wrist like giant pythons, tightening fiercely—
And Havier's hand broke.
