As Anon played with the broken blade, he twirled the hilt skillfully. Standing up, he suddenly walked away from Bolan's squirming corpse, focusing his eyes on a shattered piece of his golden staff that was embedded into the earth.
Yanking it out of the earth, he then walked alongside the sleeping Red Ape for several meters. Finally, he appeared before the other broken part of his staff.
Although the two parts were broken, one measured over a foot and the other two feet, their shattered ends were quite sharp. With skillful handling, they remained effective weapons. A strange smile tugged at Anon's lips as he prepared to use them masterfully.
