Minos pulled out his sword, and blood gushed forth. The wound on Oria's chest instantly healed, good as new.
"I'd like to see if this regeneration of yours is truly infinite under the constraints of time."
A blinding golden light, brilliant as the sun, flashed past. No one could see what happened as the two vanished without a trace.
The air inside the Holy Hall was dead silent—so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Everyone held their breath, each with their own thoughts.
Everyone stared, transfixed, at the spot where the two had disappeared. Time seemed to freeze. It felt like an eternity, but in reality, only a brief moment passed before a crack appeared in the air.
No one knew what had transpired within the Domain in that single instant, but a blood-drenched head flew out from the crack.
THUD!
It landed on the floor.
It sent a wide spray of blood spattering onto the robes of the onlookers.
