Crack...
Crack...
The White Bone Giant, clad in white bone armor, crawled out from the ashes, its feet cracking on the hard frozen ground. In the recent eruption of the Black Sun, it had not suffered too much damage. The Crystal Skull in its palm had shielded it from the erosion of the black cyan flames. However, likewise, after neutralizing the damage inflicted by the Black Sun, a crack had appeared on the surface of the Crystal Skull.
Looking over its shoulder at the gray wasteland of ruins, a red glint in its eye sockets trembled, seemingly shaking with extreme rage. Its mouth opened at a grotesque angle, emitting a silent roar towards the sky.
"Teacher, do you plan to negotiate with it?" Daniel asked from behind.
"Do you think it would believe in the Truth?"
"...No."
