"What the fuck was that?" Kyle asked as he approached with loud steps. "You let her get away!"
"I did?" Neraxis tilted his head with a frown. "In case you didn't notice, she bound me with her mana so I couldn't move. But you were probably too focused on her tits, right?"
"Mana my ass. You were fine," Kyle persisted with a scoff. "I know since I can sense mana better than anyone else. In fact, you were more than fine. You were disrupting the air and making the noise dull so we couldn't hear you."
"Is that right..." Neraxis trailed off, turning to face Kyle. "Tell me. Do you see me?"
Kyle's brows furrowed. "Yeah?"
"Alright, now close your eyes," Neraxis added. "Tell me if you see me then."
Even though Kyle was skeptical, he couldn't understand what kind of bullshit Neraxis was pulling. So he closed his eyes.
Yet just as he opened his mouth to answer, Neraxis simply took a step forward, summoned his Arksteel scythe, and cleanly severed Kyle's head.
