The hand fell.
The halo left her grip and was in his before the hand reached the basin floor.
She made a sound. Not a scream. Something harder than that. Pain and shock compressed into a single controlled output, the response of someone who had experienced real combat before and knew that falling apart in the middle of it was the worst available option. She pressed the wound with her other hand and the flying sword repositioned to put distance between them again.
Lin Yi looked at the halo in his hand.
He needed to understand it before using it. He had the knowledge from the academy archive, but knowledge from that and operational knowledge of a specific object in hand were different things. He reached for the skill that should cover this.
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