Horrifying end of an Earl

Amidst the tense atmosphere that hung heavy between them, Sol's voice cut through the air with an air of enigmatic certainty.

"There is much about this world that you clearly fail to comprehend," Sol remarked, his tone laced with an air of cryptic knowledge. His words carried an almost dismissive tone, hinting at depths of understanding beyond Earl Cho's grasp. He appeared poised to elaborate further, but his expression suddenly shifted, a subtle interruption pulling his attention away.

A faint trickle of crimson liquid began to trail down from Sol's nostril, a telltale sign that he was reaching the limits of his endurance. He casually reached up, brushing the blood away with a slight frown of acknowledgment etched on his face. The physical strain of the battle had begun to take its toll, an unwelcome reminder that his body was nearing its threshold for the day's exertions.