[ There's a strange sensation; a thrumming along his right arm. It feels almost as if someone was holding a static-charged balloon millimeters from his skin and causing the hairs to stand on end, drawing them away. It was much like if he was about to touch something and dispel it...
But just like that he pulls it away and helps himself up off of the ground, and the feeling dissipates.
That was weird. Touma glances to his hand for a moment before crouching to pick up the pieces of the plates. ] Tch, I should've been more careful.