"How dangerous..." Eleanor huffed upon seeing the impaled demon onto the heart. "He could have broken the artifact if he mishandled it. What's the point of impaling Aranya Blanca against the stone? I can't believe Mon would be this much of a show-off in the future..."
"Don't be like that, dear sister." Daiquiri laughed even if she was kicking the chunks of the chopped body that got in front of her. She then lifted her gaze and saw Eleanor making her way towards the stone. "That knight didn't seem to be powerful enough to create a dent on the stone on his own. They probably thought of using Aranya's gastric acid to soften the stone. From the way the sword is positioned, it's aiming at her sac instead..."
