Jamie’s Swordproof Suit.

Faster than Jeune could understand, the giant shadow that the meteor cast on the ground disappeared. When he looked up to the sky where the meteor had been, all he saw was a distorted space between two remaining 1/10 fractions of the once-enormous orb.

Jamie had carved out 8/10 of it with just a single swing of his hand.

The fabric of space was carved through, with every physical matter and energy in that area being cut away, even the ambient magic energy and universal law energies.

This was the reason why there was a very visible spatial distortion left behind there, the kind that needed to be avoided for the next few minutes otherwise one would meet the same fate as the ice meteor.

Unless of course, they were capable of protecting themselves with dense enough law energy to overpower the residual spatial energy left there and nullify its effects.

'You gotta be fucking kidding me.'