If everything had gone according to Black Hoof's mental script, the outcome should have been as follows...
The Duke Fernan reduced to nothing but bones would have been easier to explain than Duke Fernan's head being chopped off.
However...
"There's something interesting."
Hg Core, unscathed, stood on the unscathed ground and casually asked Black Hoof, "Do you have anyone stronger?"
"Impossible!!!"
At that moment, the latter had completely plunged into a state of chaos. He looked at the dwarf in front of him in disbelief, as if he were Stone Music charging forward. His hands swung out a blur of axe shadows in a completely chaotic and frenzied assault, screaming as if he had lost his mind, "Why won't you die! Why won't you die! Why won't you die!!"
