But even wounded, the beast wasn't done. It growled low, raising its longsword high above its head for one final, desperate attack. The sheer size of the blade meant that if it hit, it would bring the entire church down with them.
"Finish it!" Athena yelled, her voice sharp with urgency.
Cyrus didn't hesitate. With a final burst of speed, he closed the distance between him and the creature, his aether sword crackling with energy. He jumped, launching himself into the air as the creature's sword began its deadly descent. Time seemed to slow as Cyrus swung his blade down, aiming for the creature's exposed neck.
With one swift, clean strike, the aether sword cleaved through the creature's thick flesh. Its head fell to the ground with a sickening thud, its body collapsing in a heap of dead weight.
