After the chain emerged from the black hole, it was like a living snake, raising its "head" high as it cautiously sniffed about its surroundings.
Nis narrowed his eyes and quietly watched the pitch-black chain, seeming to ponder something.
Suddenly, Nis extended a finger. A force of soul power containing unusual fluctuations spread toward Nausicaa like ripples.
Those soul ripples carried dense malice.
Angel frowned at the sight. He had initially intended to reach out and stop it, but after examining it carefully, he lowered his hand again.
When the soul ripples spread around Nausicaa, she visibly froze. A muddled gray veil covered her clear eyes, and her formerly lucid thoughts instantly became confused.
In that state, sensing the malice within the soul ripples, Nausicaa instinctively controlled the chain and sent it slashing toward the source of that malice.
After a few sluggish seconds, the pitch-black chain responded to Nausicaa's will.
Swift as an arrow breaking through dawn, too fast for the naked eye to catch, it shot straight at Nis.
Nis neither dodged nor evaded. Relying solely on the strength of his flesh, he began grappling with the chain. Every collision between the chain and Nis erupted with a thunderous boom.
Fortunately, Nis had set up a soundproof force field beforehand. Otherwise, it would certainly have aroused suspicions outside.
The air currents stirred up by Nis's clashes with the chain sent the surrounding alchemical equipment, sheets of paper, and various extracts flying. In the blink of an eye, half the area had become a complete mess.
Seeing the range of the clashing air currents spread farther and farther, Angel lightly tapped the ground with his foot to keep the entire alchemy room from becoming ruins. A head rose from the shadows.
Ermi transformed into a pitch-black shadow, directly confining