"Do you have any ideas, Holmes!"
The Plague Doctor shouted repeatedly; in this deadly situation, he was like a beast, discarding all useless morals and manners. Only those who survive have the right to speak of such things.
"Authority! This sea serpent embodies multiple layers of Authority."
Lorenzo spoke while plunging his claws again, viciously slicing along the edges of the scales. A gush of blood sprayed out. Finally, with Lorenzo's fierce strike, the scales began to break, revealing the soft flesh underneath, which he then tore open.
It felt like excavating rock, except this massive rock was entirely made of flesh.
"This thing..."
Listening to Lorenzo's response, the Plague Doctor felt a chill in his heart. As Lawrence's assistant, he knew all too well what Lorenzo was talking about.
"Solid scale armor, and this undying flesh."
