Talon felt a little proud as his scissors shot towards Apollo's abdomen.
He was able to create an opening and was about to capitalize it. Deflecting Apollo's bokken was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. The triangular handle was no accident.
After all, Talon designed them in that way purposely.
And thanks to that, he was able to shift the tides.
It was as though Talon was piercing through the foggy mist.
The tip of his scissors penetrated Apollo's abdomen.
With a fierce expression, Talon mercilessly opened them.
A loud grating rang out.
Talon tore apart Apollo's organs.
...Or, at least, that's what he thought was going to happen.
His eyes widened in disbelief.
Apollo's stomach was cut open, revealing a layer of bone. There was a large horizontal gash spread out on top, what was left by Talon's strike.
However, other than that, Apollo was unharmed.
Talon couldn't help but freeze.
"...What?"
