What difference would it make to decapitate with a long sword versus smashing the head with an elbow strike?
The answer was right before them. Unlike the smooth cut made by a sword, the angel's neck sprouted a long vertebra, but the skull that originally rested on it was no longer there.
The exposed bone in the air gave Lancelot a completely different feeling. Its surface was pristine, white as jade, more like a part of a heavenly creature. Furthermore, the vertebra began to glow and swiftly conjured up a phantom head. Seeing the expression on the head's face, Lancelot knew there was no need to continue fighting.
'Thank you, noble knight,' a genderless voice echoed directly in his mind, 'You have set me free…'