The next moment, Larkspur saw the wand in Sparrow's hand dissolve into a scattered torrent of magical power.
She had already noticed that her opponent's position was constantly closing in on her and realized that Sparrow might have some ability that could only be used at close range.
A warning immediately rose in her heart, but fortunately, Larkspur had been prepared. As runes flew from her sleeves and formed a barrier, she had already begun retreating backward.
The direction in which she retreated had also been chosen in advance, an area where her Magic Armament could draw support.
"Too slow!"
Sparrow sensed Larkspur's intentions. She pulled an exaggerated claw-shaped Magic Armament from the torrent, then swung the rope attached to its end and hurled it fiercely toward Larkspur.
At almost the exact same moment, Larkspur felt her retreating speed begin to slow.
The Magic Armament Sparrow had thrown was a concealed weapon resembling an eagle's claw. It had four bladed talons, three in front and one behind, with a rope attached to its base, the other end held in Sparrow's hand.
In the Material Realm, weapons or concealed weapons like this were known as flying claws.
The moment Sparrow threw the flying claw, the Magic Armament generated an inexplicable pulling force. Like a magnet, it attracted living creatures around it, slowing Larkspur, its target, as she flew.
Not only that, although it had not been aimed at Larkspur when it was thrown, once she was affected and slowed down, it turned as if it possessed a will of its own and began hurtling toward her.
In the blink of an eye, the flying claw had reached Larkspur's face.
Seeing that her attack was about to hit, Sparrow's smile became increasingly delighted.
This was precisely why she had only been willing