"Urghhh…"
Vandir witnessed the space around Vostrov fold eight times, compressing the demon that had transformed into a Titan into a slab of meat. His cloak shook; even for him, it was too cruel. He almost looked away, almost…
"Didn't I say I need his body?"
He approached the big slab of meat, inspecting it carefully. The bone, the flesh, even the blood were compressed into that slab. It was beyond unrecognizable.
"Did you?" Zara shrugged. "You can take the body if you want to. My job is to stop them from fleeing."
The Death King's orbs rolled in his socket. "How am I supposed to use this body for my experiment? The organs, body parts, bones, even the skin, became one in that slab. This is unusable."
"Or you can make a flesh shield with that body. I have shaped them, and you just need your magic to do the rest, no?"
Vandir chuckled, shaking his head. "Making a shield out of a slab of meat? Yeah, my time is too precious to waste on that project."
