The Monkey King lay motionless, its vitality finally succumbing to the grievous wounds inflicted by Lassim's [Thrust] attack. Its remarkable endurance, a testament to its Spirit Ascension level body and physique, was no longer enough to sustain it.
Cirra watched closely, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and sorrow. Just as she was about to turn away, continuing to compare it to the lessers of its species, something unexpected happened.
The "plant" inside the Monkey King's body, the very one that had wrapped itself around the creature's brain, began to wither and die off as well. Cirra watched as the leaves wilted away.
