Hiss!~
Everyone stood like rocks while staring at the heavy stream of blood from Agnus's severed body.
As peasants who dealt with human loss in their villages and tribes severally, death wasn't something that made them overly shocked. It's normal for people to die in battle or out when hunting, fishing, and even on little journeys.
They were very numb to death that they could shrug it off any moment.
Thus, Agnus' death wasn't the true reason why their voices degenerated into childish whimpers
One strike from Julianna's club had not only separated his head from his body but also obliterated his neck and part of his upper chest and shoulders, turning them into meaty chunks.
Plop-Plop-Plop-Plop~
The head bounced severally, with Agnus' eyes open, his mouth widened, and his overall look filled with disbelief.
