This is...
What? His gaze, which had been turning to the left, slowly settled. Bewilderment and confusion gradually appeared on Uchiha Nobuhiko's face, while the confusion and doubt in his heart were even greater than what showed on his face.
What just happened? That just now was...
What? At this moment, his mind seemed unable to process it, unable to process the situation before him.
"Sizzle... sizzle... sizzlesizzle..."
Just then, as he turned his head and fixed his gaze ahead, wisps of white vapor slowly rose beside his left foot. They stretched from the lake surface by his left foot to dozens of meters ahead, beneath the massive sphere of Planetary Devastation, forming a straight band of white vapor.
"Splat!"
Then, the instant the band of vapor rose, a drop of blood splashed onto Uchiha Nobuhiko's face, where bewilderment and confusion mingled with his inability to react. In those ripple-patterned eyes that radiated intimidating ocular power, the image of a spinning elbow hanging in midair slowly appeared, along with the blood coming straight at him.
"Plop!"
At the same time, his half-severed left hand, which had been tightly pressed against his right hand, slowly slipped away. Trailing a streak of blood, it fell into the water, where strands of crimson spread beneath the surface.
"Sshhk!"
At that very instant, blood violently sprayed from the slanted cross-section of his remaining stump of a left arm. Like a fountain, it shot diagonally downward into the fist-wide trench beside his left foot, where white mist rose.
In an instant, it stained red the channel of water that looked as though it had been melted apart and spread open by intense heat.
"Why... why did this..."
At that moment, his gaze shifted to the small portion of his left hand slipping from his right