"Something grabbed us?"
Goredolf merely repeated the words, completely unable to understand what they meant.
But the submersible's hull had already begun to shake violently.
[The activation of our spell was detected by the other side!]
Leonardo da Vinci's anxious voice rang out.
[That should have been impossible. There wasn't even a second's gap between them.]
[And the thing that grabbed us, if I'm not mistaken—it seemed to be... brute strength?]
The submersible—
Had been grabbed directly by hand by an enemy Lostbelt Servant.
And the submersible, which had already begun its Zero Sail dive, was forcibly dragged back out.
"Th-That can't be possible."
Munier muttered.
Bzz—
Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble—
"Ugh—whoa—what's happening now!?"
In the middle of speaking, the submersible suddenly began to shake. Fortunately, although they had failed to dive, everyone was still strapped into their seats, so they were not tossed about along with the vessel.
But the hull really was shaking. At this rate, it felt like—
Something—or someone—had lifted the entire submersible?
"Wh-What in the world—"
Bzz—
"Whoa—Aaaaaaah!!!"
Bzzzz—
Bang!!!
"Gah—"
The submersible spun violently several times, then came to a stop with a deafening crash.
"Ah..."
Goredolf Musik lay in the captain's seat, looking as though his soul were about to drift out through his mouth.
Munier had slammed his head into the submersible's wall and was already bleeding.
Sherlock Holmes looked like he was in considerable pain as well.
"Senpai, a-are you all right?"
Still dazed, Mash asked Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"I'm fine. What about everyone else in the submersible?"
Fujimaru Ritsuka had hit his head too, but unlike Munier, he had only gotten a bump.
The submersible had stabilized again by now.
So that had been—
"I believe we were lifted up."
Sherlock Holmes rubbed his head and unfastened his seat belt.