"HOW DARE YOU SET FOOT ON SACRED GROUNDS!" A thunderous voice, carrying the weight of the sea, sounded, causing the pressure that the omega felt to increase exponentially, her figure leaving a dent in the ground as her bones cracked, blood oozing out of her orifices.
She could not make out her thoughts, her brain and the rest of her body feeling like they would turn into meat paste at any moment.
Her bloodied eyes were rolling back, her consciousness fading.
Ossa's bone fragment, which was still clenched in her teeth, radiated a dark green hue, the glow engulfing the omega, who was now completely unconscious to prevent any further damage.
The owner of the voice noticed the dark green aura and retracted his own.
"Master Francesco," the voice sounded, heavy footsteps following as it approached the unconscious omega.
