I put out my right arm and shook the chain dangling powerlessly
from the metal ring. There was still a length of at least one mel,
twenty cen, no, one meter, twenty centimeters, and it was
magnificently severed. The four U-shaped pieces of metal that
rolled onto the floor were the two rings at the intersection that
continued to withstand the pressure from the tug of war before
breaking apart in the middle. They crumbled with a fleeting noise
and vanished as I looked at them.

(Alicization Turning, 237)