The head of the beautiful Baroness now rested on the dirt beside Sylvester's feet as it rolled towards him. The eyes were still open, and the blood was still oozing, but the face showed the last expression of the woman—confusion.
'If only you were a viable pawn, I'd have done everything in my power to save you.' Sylvester sighed at the sight of the severed head.
"You mad fuck!" Sir Anthony tried to attack Sylvester and swung his sword as firmly as possible.
Clank!
But Sylvester easily avoided it by putting his shoulder in the way, which was clad in armour.
However, he didn't stop there as he caught the blade with his hand and stood solid. "It was you in the first place who caused this. You killed her, Sir Anthony! If you had not so foolishly tried to kill that child, that creature wouldn't have come out."
"Shut up!"
Clank!
