The golden longsword was embedded in the ground, not a drop of blood was drawn, and it eventually transformed into specks of light that dissipated with the wind.

"Huff... huff..."

Sisoka stared blankly at his chest, disbelief written all over his face. The light sword that pierced through his heart came too fast, without warning, and was too sharp.

However, fortunately, it wasn't enough to kill him.