[Huh?]
Bewússtsein, Arthur, and Evan all froze in collective disbelief.
For a brief moment, silence hung heavy between them, each of them too stunned to speak.
After all, who wouldn't be thrown off if their ally or enemy suddenly cut off their own head in the middle of a fight?
The confusion would only grow when the headless body of said opponent casually plucked its severed head from the air and hurled it straight at them.
[What the fuck?!]
Bewússtsein cursed, summoning a wormhole to intercept it, but the mischievously grinning, flying head morphed into a wolf's with gaping jaws.
|Aspect of the Wolf: World-Devouring Jaws.|
An unseen maw crashed down where he stood, but Bewússtsein twisted his upper body away at the last possible moment, barely escaping, though the price was steep.
Everything from the elbow down on his already-damaged left arm was obliterated.
