They couldn't see the battlefield, but they could hear the terrifying screams, as if some torture that even a Demon would fear was being enacted, with the Celestial God imposing divine punishment, severing all limbs, crushing every bone, dismembering the bloated body, draining every drop of blood.
The painful wails continued, like a rising symphony, echoing under the night sky, unwilling to dissipate.
"What exactly... happened."
Gradually, the godlike figure disappeared, the Holy Hall Knights tried to pursue that holy figure, while Sweno remained silent, he knew all too well what had happened.
"What's going on?"
At this moment, another voice sounded, somewhat familiar, Sweno looked back, only to see the figures of Samuel and Nord gradually emerging from the distant darkness.
...
In the end, only a massive carcass remained, barely alive, not yet dead.
