Sugar's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the deep crater left by Decimus's attack. The terrifying destructive force had ripped apart the earth, shattering stone and soil and leaving a smoking pit behind.
The two-headed ogre shivered inwardly, knowing that even with his formidable defenses, taking that attack directly would have caused devastating injuries or possibly killed him outright. The worst part was that he did not detect anything until the attack landed.
Sugar silently thanked the white werewolf, Ouroboros, whose timely intervention had spared him such a grim fate.
However, gratitude was quickly pushed aside as Sugar's instincts reminded him they were still amid a perilous battle. His eyes immediately snapped upward, locking onto the imposing figure of a man with dark hair hovering in the sky.
