'H-how did she do it…?'
Rey was stunned beyond words as he felt The Oracle's leg press on his chest as his body powerlessly remained glued to the floor.
Her skin was as smooth as ever, and her graceful demeanor was not diminished by even a fraction. She still had the electrifying presence that he remembered, and the look she gave him from her eyes represented nothing but calmness.
This didn't seem like a person who had just been smacked twice, and also burned to a crisp by an explosive blast.
The Oracle was looking absolutely fine.
"How did you do it?"
"That is none of your business." She responded very curtly, her gaze narrowing on him as she most likely already determined his fate.
Rey had run out of Mana, and his physical state wasn't particularly the best at the moment.
He wasn't capable of resisting, even if he wanted to.