Before David had a chance to get used to the Decayed Dragon God's body Farazur had bestowed upon him, he saw the King of the North Wind, Bahamut, pointing a finger at him.
This time, the Platinum Dragon God's full-force strike was so swift that not even Tiamat or Pafila could intervene in time.
As Bahamut extended his finger, all the snow and wind in his forward vision came to a halt mid-air. It was as if the temperature of this space had suddenly plummeted to the mythical -273.15°C—Absolute Zero.
Wind of Absolute Silence
It seemed as if all Mana Energy particles had ceased movement at that level. Then, with a jab of Bahamut's finger, it was as though a steel spear had been thrust forcefully into a massive ice sheet.
A conspicuous crack burst forth and spread, separating the approaching Tiamat and Pafila on either side.
And the slanted crack fortuitously severed David, along with the Decayed Dragon God he clutched in his jaws, in half.
