His eyes bulged wide, his pupils instantly losing focus. His hands fell limply to his sides.
The dual blades slipped from his palms, landing on the ground with a CLANG, CLANG.
The demon wings on the monster's back beat continuously as it slowly descended from the sky.
It glanced down at Blue Crow, now a mangled pulp of flesh in its hand. There was not a single ripple in its eyes, which burned with a ghastly green Soul Fire, as if it had just crushed a worthless bug.
Then, it reached out with its other claw and swiped.
SHIICK!
Blue Crow's head flew into the air, tracing an arc before it landed and rolled into a pile of jagged rocks by the path.
The eyes on his head were wide open, as if he couldn't rest in peace.
The entire process, from Blue Crow's sudden counterattack to his beheading, may sound long when described, but it all happened in the span of a dozen breaths.
A Tier Four Peak Dual Blade Ranger, leader of the Blue Crow Battle Group, had just been butchered alive.
