[Rikka's not looking behind her, or to the side, or at Mana, or really anywhere she needs to be looking. She's focused solely on checking on Rosetta. That proves to be a very, very big mistake.
She barely feels the steel driving into her back, for a moment; Gaius might notice that he's meeting some resistance. But it passes, and her advance just... stops, as she lets out a small sound of question, and the briefest whimper of pain. There's a faint pop of blue as her costume disappears, replaced with the casual clothing she'd been wearing ten minutes ago, and her hair returns to its normal blue; her Lovely Commune hits the beach just after, Raquel out for the time being. The sword sticking out of her back gleams in the sunlight; the girl falls to her knees after a second, the blade falling out and dropping to the sand with a good coat of her blood, then falls flat onto the beach another second later. She's still alive, but not by much, and she's in no condition to resist much of anything, let alone try and keep fighting.]
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She barely feels the steel driving into her back, for a moment; Gaius might notice that he's meeting some resistance. But it passes, and her advance just... stops, as she lets out a small sound of question, and the briefest whimper of pain. There's a faint pop of blue as her costume disappears, replaced with the casual clothing she'd been wearing ten minutes ago, and her hair returns to its normal blue; her Lovely Commune hits the beach just after, Raquel out for the time being. The sword sticking out of her back gleams in the sunlight; the girl falls to her knees after a second, the blade falling out and dropping to the sand with a good coat of her blood, then falls flat onto the beach another second later. She's still alive, but not by much, and she's in no condition to resist much of anything, let alone try and keep fighting.]