The good graces of the ancestor shinning its light on us...

Chiron observed the look on Carla's face.

It was one of pity.

If Chiron had also been at her age without the experiences he had from his previous life, he might have also had such pity for the ape. After all, it was really in a terrible state, and it gave out pitiful moans from time to time.

He smiled, and turned back to the giant grey horned ape.

He raised his sword high up in the air, and brought it down with full force.

"DON'T!" Carla screamed.

But it was too late. He had brought down his sword.

She subconsciously closed her eyes in order not to see the gore that was to follow.

*Swoosh!*

The sound of sword slicing into something was heard.

She did not want to, but she could not close her eyes forever.

Carla opened her eyes, but to her surprise, the ape's neck had not been cut open as she had thought.

Rather, what Chiron had sliced off, was the big horn on the forehead of the beast.