Entoma - Dodges Crystal Lance

“Hmm? What’s thiiiis?” Entoma’s superior senses detected something long, thin, and cold approaching from overhead, and she leaped aside. That same moment, a spear jammed into the spot where she’d been standing.

It was a lance like a knight might use, made out of crystal, but it was no ordinary make. The fragile crystal had broken the cobblestones without so much as cracking itself.

“Magic...I suppoooose?” Psychic caster Entoma sensed something from the lance that anyone with a magic-using class would understand.

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Volume 6, Chapter 9.2