Of course, that was all what had happened in that spirit realm.
Outside of it, the orc whose head Neve had just taken off simply fell back, the spell he'd been attempting to cast earlier was canceled.
Neve, however, felt reinvigorated. As she got up and saw the orc on the ground, his eyes went to her with a look that carried a similar amount of disgust to the one he'd given her before their fight, but, now, held a hefty amount of surprise with it as well.
"... Thus, once again, I have lost." The man coughed up blood. Neve could see no horrible injuries on his person, so it was as though his body had been torn apart from the inside. "Perhaps carrying these memories into my next life will help yield better results."
Naturally, Lamrosh rushed over to him and knelt by his side, wondering what was wrong with her father.
"W-What's going on?"
Her father took no solace in seeing her like this, though. All he saw was another opportunity.
