On the side of Watanabe who had returned to ride on Tezca's back, Watanabe, who had reattached his sword, turned his gaze upwards. Meanwhile, the monster, who was in pain from the samurai's attack, repeatedly let out a roar.
"Tezca, come up!"
"Yes sir!"
The two of them sped away, through the clouds until they finally reached the height where the giant Jormungand's head was still holding the pain.
"Mr. Watanabe, look… don't tell me that Ziz can't be hurt even if he is slashed with a sword forged from YGGDRASIL's shard?! Or did the master's attack fail to hit him? "
"No Tezca, I can feel it in my grasp just now, this sword slash really hit its target. Take a good look at the eye I cut earlier. "
