The second figure standing beside the sitting man was another man, one with a large build, standing at almost seven feet tall and wearing full black steel-looking armour and giving off an extremely intimidating vibe.
Hanging from his waist was a single long sword sheathed in a brown-coloured sheath, and strapped to his back was a large cleaver.
Everything else about him looked normal enough; if you ignored the fact that he did not have a head on his neck.
In his hands was the helmet-clad body part that was supposed to be on his neck, with its every breath expelling a blue gas into the air.
He then moved his hands and placed this helmet onto his neck, twisting it slightly and locking it into place with a 'click' sound like a bayonet cap bulb being fitted into a lamp holder.
"No matter how many times I see you do this, it still doesn't change the fact that it's freaky as heck."
