The hand is incinerated before it can touch her.
Michael had been anticipating something, and Trayas movements made him think NotJai was going after her. So he launched a concentrated burst of plasma where he thought the head would be. It may not have been the head, but it will do. Michael pushes himself airborne, trying to stay out of reach of this thing.
"Traya, MOVE!"
(WILL)
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