Bone dust settled on the floor like a fine gray sand.
Where skeletons had stood moments before, only headless fragments now lay scattered. The coiled tension of battle drained from the adventurers’ muscles, replaced by slack-jawed disbelief. They stared at the decapitated remains, at the piles of shattered bone.
Park Min-hyuk, however, wore a look of deep satisfaction as he observed the motionless heaps.
“You were right, Joric,” he said.
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