Lethe Distort

Lethe’s reply was a slice. She struck downward from above, adding another attack scraping up from the ground, then twisted around to drive in with her sheath. Puk Puck carefully avoided each and every move. Matching Lethe’s flowing motions, smooth as butter, with the kind of consideration you’d show to your partner at a high-society dance, she dodged and blocked the attacks, smiling, and said to Lethe, “Hey, be friends with Puk! You’re sure to have fun!”

Skirt fluttering, a kick flew out. Puk Puck raised her right arm to block it, then tried to rotate around the axis of Lethe’s leg, but her hand grabbed nothing and cut through air. “Huh?”

Something was strange, after all. Something unusual was going on. She blocked, stopped, and evaded a succession of three attacks from Lethe, then kicked a rock at her feet to try to hit Lethe with it, but it lost momentum and fell to the ground before it could connect. The rocks she’d thrown or kicked failed to make it, and when she tried to touch her, her hand didn’t reach, either. She could have sworn Lethe was right there, but it was as if she were somewhere far away.

    - Magical Girl Raising Project: QUEENS; Chapter 8



Using her magic, Lethe maintained a constant distance, minimizing the effects of Puk Puck’s magic.

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She thrust out her spear, and Puk dodged; she swept out her sword, and Puk avoided it. Lethe couldn’t be careless and get too close. Puk Puck would understand that, too. Maintaining distance from her opponent, she stood in a sideways stance and brought her right leg one step forward.

    - Magical Girl Raising Project: QUEENS; Chapter 8