"Ugh!" Albert exclaid, his hand re inches from Beatrice's neck, yet unable to bridge the gap.
In that instant, Beatrice turned to face him, and he noticed her hand movents, with a subtle tug, he realized that his right hand was ensnared by mana threads, expertly manipulated by her.
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