The Progenitors watching this scene had already assumed that the young ladies, who were desperately defending the castle, were the lovers of the young man they wished to capture.
And seeing one of them about to die, these powerful beings felt regret, admiration, pity, excitement, and boredom, as well as ridicule, as this outcome had been determined the moment they arrived in Midgard.
But just as the Winged Serpent was about to claim the life of the beauty whom it had set its sights on, a hand appeared at the corner of its eye.
A second later, a scream filled with pain spread in the battlefield as the Winged Serpent’s left eye was punctured by the same hand it spotted earlier.
The Progenitors and their armies, as well as the Defenders, momentarily paused in whatever they were doing when they saw this, shifting their attention to the young man whose long blue hair fluttered in the breeze.