"Stand up, I know you are not dead yet."
It had been 20 seconds since Dreamer shot the cannon ball and Ravana was still lying on the floor near the basement wall.
"That was one hell of a cannon. What was it made of?" Ravana got up, and two of his heads were missing. Now he only had 7 heads.
"How did your other heads disappear? I aimed at your main head." Dreamer asked a question of his own.
"Oh. I can swap my main head with other heads to keep it safe."
"That's handy. And are you fine revealing something like that to your opponent?"
"No worries. I know you won't tell anyone about this as…" Ravana walked towards Dreamer, ready for the next round. "You'll be dead soon."
"Hahaha. Careful, demon. Even my whisper can hurt you." Dreamer laughed, cupping his hand around his mouth as he used another newly Merged skill, Dopamine.
"Die"
