Climbing out of the fissure, the two of them — and the ominous figure of the Sin of Solace — studied the calm surface of the Great River. By now, it seemed like a sea of blood. The patch of red water surrounding the dead behemoth was growing larger as it was slowly washed away.
Just then, an ominous shadow moved through the blood, and a giant, cloudy eye rose from the red liquid to stare at them with hatred and burning malice. Sunny shivered and felt the desire to take a step back.
Nephis remained unmoved.
After a while, she spoke in a somber tone:
"...Strong."
He sighed.
"It is a Great Beast. Of course, it's strong."
At that moment, the Sin of Solace smiled.
As they escaped the suffocating gaze of the azure serpent by jumping back into the fissure, the sword wraith spoke:
"But… isn't it just a Great Beast? Where is your fighting spirit, Sunny? Go! Kill it! Like you always do..."
