When I looked down, I saw that there were two halves of the rock armadillo lying there.
It had been cleaved right in half from its head and the parts had smashed into the ground, forming a large crater.
When I looked up, I saw that there was a door there with a timer on it waiting for me.
This time, I didn't go through the door right away.
Instead, I lifted up the sword and looked at it carefully.
After all, I knew that it wasn't because of me that this rock armadillo had been cleaved in half. Even if I had buffed myself, I shouldn't have been strong enough to cut this rock armadillo in half like this.
No, in the first place, a normal sword wouldn't have been strong enough to cut through the rock armadillo directly like this. The only way that a sword could cut so smoothly was if it was very sharp.
This was a testament of how sharp this sword that I had been given was.
