Clack!
The bishop's skull landed in the center of the crater Garrick's attack had gouged into the floor. Garrick looked around, noting the absence of any trace of Maledictus's body.
"Huh, where'd the bishop go?" he wondered aloud, shielding his eyes with a hand as he scanned the surroundings.
"Did I obliterate him completely?"
"Garrick!" Dawn's voice cut through the smoky haze, sharp with disapproval.
"Are you stupid?"
Garrick turned to see Dawn and Vincent standing unharmed amidst the wreckage, their expressions a mix of exasperation and amusement.
"What did I do now?" he asked, feigning innocence.
"I think you ruined the whole point of subjugating dungeons," Vincent stated dryly, gesturing towards the scene of utter devastation.
Garrick's single slash had torn through multiple layers of the dungeon, leaving a trail of destruction that stretched beyond the chamber's walls.
