"BOOM!"
The sound of the giant beast's body falling to the ground echoed, creating a crater that deepened with the impact of the fall, additionally covered by a layer of ice resulting from the hailstorm.
Maisa, with an expression of uncertainty, asked, "Is it dead?"
Julia, frowning in contemplation, added, "Maybe? It must have died after receiving so many attacks, right?"
Ariel, pondering the possibilities, cautiously commented, "Well... It all depends on how quickly this beast can regenerate so many injuries at the same time..."
"But," Mabel intervened, with a tone of voice that suggested logical reasoning, "Amon's attacks are still lodged in the beast's body, that should prevent it from healing so quickly."
Everyone fell silent for a moment, absorbing the gravity of the situation.
Amon, with a serious look, pondered aloud, "It still might not have been enough, but..."
In his hands, two more spears appeared, but, unlike the previous ones, these lightning spears were the size of a car and slightly thicker than his arm, indicating a significant escalation in his attack power.
"This should be enough," declared Amon, with an unwavering tone of confidence.
The moment he threw the spears in a spinning motion, they soon appeared in the sky, illuminating it as if they were rays of sunlight piercing through the clouds, but the sense of threat emanating from them was palpable. Even though they were not the targets of the attack, the girls swallowed hard, an expression of involuntary fear crossing their faces.
This moment reflected the disparity of powers between them and Amon, triggering an uncomfortable mix of internal crisis and a burning desire to become stronger. After all, even if they did not aspire to reach the same level of strength he possessed, they wanted, at least, to be strong enough not to become a burden in his efforts.
However, what the girls did not realize was that there was something unique about the last two lightning spears. An immense amount of genetic energy charged with sadness was condensed in each of them.
The instant the spears were fired, they tore through the air, creating sonic booms with their speed and impact, and upon hitting the monstrous beast, a mournful cry echoed seconds later, witnessing the devastating power of those special spears.
However, unlike a cry of pain, it was a distinct cry, something with which someone who has felt the pain of loss or something similar could identify. The pain caused by sadness was so overwhelming that, involuntarily, the girls, without understanding, had tears streaming down their faces.
The beast's lament lasted almost a full minute. Although it may seem short, to the girls, it was an eternity, to the point of almost choking on sobs, wishing the beast would stop screaming.
"Ah, I shouldn't have done that..." she lamented, lightly pressing her stomach with a gesture of discomfort.
After all, even if the chances were minimal, the unexpected could happen. And how to avoid such consequences after having consumed almost ten kilograms of sweets?
"I ate too much..." She sighed again, the expression full of regret.
Reaching for a special antacid, she took it, waiting for relief that did not come immediately. Deciding then to go to the Dojo, she opted to train a bit in hopes of restoring her body's balance.
This was also the advantage of being a supernatural being, so to speak; as much as she had overindulged in food, a little physical effort in training was enough to burn off all the consumed calories, no matter how absurd the amount.
It was almost midnight when she received a notification on her cellphone. After taking a shower and getting ready to sleep, she saw a photo sent by her daughter.
"Wow, it must be a beast of almost Star Rank," Bianca murmured upon seeing the photo of a huge beast, riddled with holes in its body, and her daughter, with her long red hair fluttering in the wind as she struck a heroic pose. It looked like she herself had defeated the beast, with her flexible sword raised triumphantly.
"If this continues, Amon will be far ahead of all of us in terms of power," she reflected aloud, pondering over Amon's growing power.
Although she didn't consider this bad, Bianca, who was on the verge of her own breakthrough, didn't want to be outpaced by Amon so quickly.
"I guess I need to expedite my breakthrough..." She murmured these words to herself, sending a message back: - ["Looks powerful, but be careful. On second thought, Amon is with you, forget what I said, whatever~"] - Then, she surrendered to sleep, placing the smartphone on the nightstand.
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"Hehehe~" Seeing her mother's response, Barbara let out a somewhat mischievous giggle, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
She was fully aware that she hadn't contributed to the beast's death and that the entire deed had been accomplished by her boyfriend. However, that didn't stop her from taking a picture and bragging to her mom, right? After all, there was a kind of friendly rivalry in love between them~
Moreover, from her mother's response, Barbara could tell that, despite trying to disguise and show disinterest, there was clearly a hint of jealousy mixed with a light touch of competitiveness. Barbara arched an eyebrow, amused by the thought, as her mischievous smile widened, anticipating the future teasing she could engage in.
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