"BUHHIIII!!"
My swing connected to the boar's lower jaw. The feeling of multiple bones cracking transmitted along my weapon. With my enhanced hearing, I heard the satisfying crunch of his lower jaw shattering.
That was not even counting what happened afterward. Off balance from my attack, the large boar's head turned to the left. Its entire body unable to follow caused the neck to lash back, which caused it to fall in a mighty crash.
The ground beneath my feet trembled. I turned my head to gaze at the tip of my Faker weapon. Chunks of meat hung from along the "spikes" on it. Blood dripped ominously with every second that passed. However, instead of disgust, I felt exhilaration!
"Henry."
[Yeah, Pops?]
"Well done, I am pleased you kept him here."
[Should I join Granny in IF-Restore duty?]
At the AI's suggestion, I turned to all his weapon platforms. Feeling a connection born of us at this moment, I broke into a grin.