Sunny let out a tired sigh.
Even the seventh incarnation rolled its eyes in exasperation.
'Well, of course…'
Honestly, he had expected to hear something like that. After all, he was still in the Shadow Realm, and while the imminent danger had seemingly passed, it would be foolish to expect that new perils would not reveal themselves soon.
After cursing his fate — or lack thereof — for a few moments quietly, he asked in a resigned tone:
"Oh? What is it now?"
The ancient skull stared at him with empty eye sockets. When Eurys spoke, his creaky voice sounded a bit wistful:
"Look at me carefully, boy. How do you think I ended up in this state?"
Sunny studied the skeleton silently.
Eurys was sprawled on the ground, surrounded by broken pieces of ivory bones and half-buried in the obsidian dust. The bone fragments belonged to the remains of a Soul Serpent, but the human skeleton, too, was not intact.
