The beam fired by the blinking eye was immediately severed.
The dark blade continued unabated and fell on the dark pupil, splitting the eye into two.
Cracks appeared on the divided parts. Then, with a bang, they both broke into pieces.
The whole process, from start to finish, took nothing more than a brief moment.
Unfortunately, this time was more than enough for the feather to not only escape but also to recover.
Following a flicker across the feather, it quickly elongated and turned back into the Feathered Devil.
Her appearance remained the same, and the feathered armor on her body was intact.
Yet, her fluctuating aura and pale face made it clear that she was not as unbothered as she seemed.
Of course, the physical harm she had suffered was almost nothing, and she would be able to recover fairly quickly.
What troubled the Feathered Devil the most was not her injuries, but the scene she had just witnessed.
"How is this possible?! Didn't you just advance?"
