Aleister had already changed his stance. He held out his right and gently grasped the empty air. The spark-like numbers scattered: 13, 5, 32. It was like inviting fire by scraping a lighter’s flint. Kamijou had rarely ever seen the real thing, but for some reason the sharp point of a fencing sword appeared in the back of his mind.

Spiritual Tripping.

[...]

(I’m going to be…stabbed!!)

Kamijou immediately tried to roll away.

But Aleister jabbed into empty air regardless.

No.

No!!

“The Blasting Rod.”

With that short warning, a pleasant sound stabbed into Kamijou’s right shoulder. A dark red hole as thick as his littler finger was opened there. An invisible blade had stabbed him. Even without an explanation, his instincts and the intense pain told him the answer.

[...]

The range was clearly longer than the image in the back of his mind. Could it change this much just because it had no physical form? That was Kamijou’s guess, but something was not right.


Toaru Majutsu no Index New Testament vol.18 ch.4 pt.2