Against the First Division Squad III
He rose his own weapon to block the spear, surprised to see that the attacker was the girl he was informed was a support, but he was not given time to dwell on that as she instantly pulled her spear back and thrust forward again after encasing it in a thick layer of magic power.
From the corner of his vision, he saw a small black cat emerge from a demonic hand member's shadow and jump over their head, slamming a ball of black light into their mouths before jumping back into their shadow and vanishing.
As if she expected it, Eliza conjured a barrier on her side a mere moment before that person's head and upper torso exploded, shielding herself from the blood and brain matter that splashed about.
The Fake hero, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky.
Skull fragments and pieces of flesh splashed on his face, with some of them entering his mouth through his lips that were parted to call out a spell's name.
"Phtfu!!"