Solos's POV
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As the smoke gradually cleared, my anticipation only grew stronger.
Come on… show me that bruised, defeated face of yours...
Show me that face...
As the smoke began to clear, I found myself staring at something that shattered all my expectations.
I stood there, frozen, my eyes wide with disbelief...
Where I had expected to see the pathetic face of the bastard, I could just make out the enormous figure of something stone-like standing on the ground.
That's...
Within seconds, as the last of the smoke dissipated, revealing the scene before me, my breath caught in my throat.
It wasn't the sheer size of the giant stone body that shocked me—no, it was something far worse.
The creature, Onylitor, was headless.
His head...
it was completely missing.
Confusion surged through me.
Where is his head?
I thought frantically.
Could that bastard have done something?
