"Fuck!?" he thought as he swiftly understood his mistake. With a disheveled head filled with dirty white hair, Fell tried to control his chaotic emotion while gazing at his bleeding hand. Although he had received damage during the attack, he had managed to block most of the skeleton boss's attack and had come to learn a very important truth about his attack that traveled through space. Not only didn't the weapon travel through the space as Fell had kept his sight locked on dark bony figure during the execution of attacks, what was truly traveling through space was the cut and the intent of the bladed weapon user.