But not even half a second later, the unscathed God-chooser flew out of the pit he'd been smashed into, his face somewhat sullen as he locked eyes with Kael:
"Why..."
Again, three Rangers, each clutching a Whale Hunting Spear, thrust into his massive and fearsome body, causing him to stagger for half a second. Then, with a piercing howl of wind, the Scarlet Dream Blade, swathed in bloody hues, swung down, tearing him apart once more and slamming him back into the pit.
As if he felt no pain, he rose into the air again and repeated his earlier question, "Why..."
Even though Kael had beaten him until his skin cracked and bled, he seemed not to care, appearing more eager to extract that answer from Kael's lips.
Kael's back, aching from the saturation of Divine Particles, slowly straightened, his eyes dim and lifeless, while blood slid down his cheeks.
It was a weakness he hadn't felt since becoming a professional, in every sense of the word, but he still had an unfinished task.