Eldrie's whip streaked a silver trace in the air and stretched its
length to several times of what it was, as though it was made from
an elastic material. Even through my shock, I instinctively lifted the
chain above my head with both hands. Immediately following that,
a violent impact assailed me, raining down large amounts of bluishwhite
sparks.

“Kuh...!”

If I were to take this while standing still like this, the chain would
be sliced apart. Intuitively knowing that, I bent my knees and
warded off the whip by twisting my body towards the right. Jangle!
When that intense scraping noise rang out and the whip left the
chain, striking the stone pavement, it carved a deep groove there
before returning back to the knight's hand.

(Alicization Turning, 271)