'That's less than the first time?' Khal thought to himself slightly disappointed as he watched King Zell's headless corpse fall to the ground like a trunk and paint the silver grass into a deep crimson color before turning into a floating yellowish substance.
"T-The King... Did he... die? Just like that?" a Night Crawler on the Peak Limit Breaker Stage muttered on a low, but shaky voice, his gaze wide like saucers.
And it was not only him but the rest of the creatures behind him too! All of them were shaking like leaves in a wild storm, their dread-filled eyes staring at Khal like he was some kind of monster that crawled out of the deepest pit of hell!
"F-Fuck this! I'm out of here!"
"Me too!"
"H-Hey! Where the hell you all think are going!"