Aquaz’s eyes widened. “What…?”0

The headless body of Ashetiaar staggered and then collapsed. Ketal glanced at his fist and gave a small nod. “She’s not as resilient as I expected.”0

“Huh…?” Aquaz muttered blankly. Ketal’s attack was so fast that it was completely invisible to her naked eye.0

The last thing she remembered was Ashetiaar’s hammer descending toward Ketal’s head. Yet in the blink of an eye, Ashetiaar’s head had been destroyed. Ketal was brushing off his fist casually. 0

Did he crush her head with his fist? Aquaz wondered. At a speed beyond her perception, he had smashed a demon’s head with nothing more than his bare hand. How is that even possible?0

Her thoughts swirled in a chaotic mix of confusion and horror. Meanwhile, Ketal calmly observed the headless body. Suddenly, the fallen body began to fade, the ground darkened, and shadows rose from a distance.0

Ashetiaar emerged from the darkness, intact once more.0

“Hm, so, even if your head is destroyed, you regenerate. You’re quite different from those skeleton monsters,” Ketal mused, clearly intrigued.0

Ashetiaar’s expression mirrored Aquaz’s confusion. W-what just happened?0

She couldn’t see Ketal’s attack either. She’d thought her hammer was about to strike, yet it was her head that had been obliterated.0

“You… what are you?”...0