The instant he pressed the charm against Saint Tenebrous's face, Leonard jerked his left hand back and used the recoil from the push to dart backward, keeping himself clear of the immensely powerful charm.
But the Calamity charm seemed to possess a will of its own. After unleashing a heart-stopping surge of destructive power, it swiftly gathered all that power and released it into the only object touching it—Kisma. Unlike the dressing mirror that had transmitted the power of petrification, it did not affect the surroundings or Leonard, who was the next closest to it.
The power of destruction and calamity immediately obliterated Kisma's head, with its short black hair and eyes surging with crimson light. It then traveled down his neck and blasted his entire body into powder as fine as sand, which scattered across the gray-white petrified ground with a grating rustle that set Leonard's teeth on edge.
Having learned his lesson, Leonard did not immediately lower his guard this time. Instead, he raised the Word of the Sea in his other hand, gathering silver-white lightning at its tip, and muttered as though talking to himself:
"Is he dead?"
The aged voice beside his ear sent his heart leaping into his throat again:
"No...
"But he's been badly injured and has fled."
He's fled... Leonard's heart finally settled, but then he frowned.
Although he knew that Beyonders of the Secrets Suppliant pathway, with their mastery of Flesh Magic and shadow abilities, were difficult to kill, he still could not conceal his disappointment that Kisma had survived being reduced to dust by the Calamity charm.
"What are you disappointed about? Did you think demigods were that easy to kill? You've gravely injured a Black Knight and sent him scurrying away. What you should be thinking about is how you're