Apollo stabbed Dreamer's torso with Bahamut, and it was deep.
Dreamer suffered his first injury since his fight with Apollo started.
Apollo came closer to Dreamer's face. "How's this, Human? Feeling wet enough."
"Answer me!" Apollo grabbed Dreamer's hair and made him look into his eyes.
"Yo-You have tw-two… swords?" Dreamer asked, holding the part where Bahamut was stuck on his body.
"Heh. This is what makes Gods different from other races." Apollo said.
Dreamer frowned.
"Don't be confused, Human. Your knowledge is limited. Bahamut is a divine weapon. In other words, it can't be destroyed by the likes of you. Hahaha." Apollo revealed the truth.
"So…"
"That's right. Bahamut just acted like getting burned. The moment you let it go, it came to me again. You overestimated yourself."
'I had no idea Divine weapons can't die. I should have warned you.' Felix spoke.
Dreamer ignored her and said, "I won't be going dow-"
