The monstrous entity, in a final act of defiance, widened its eyes, but even this did not lead to an attack.0

Another hand of Sratis’s, holding a divine golden weapon, drove into the monster's eye. What followed was a process of disassembly. The floating crystals crumbled as soon as they were grasped.3

The monster, whose number of wings had initially been indeterminable, turned out to have eleven in total, and its eyes numbered nine. Sratis thoroughly dissected the monster, as if refusing to let it remain assembled.0

Having been absent since the Unification War, the mythical being’s appearance left the Revolutionary Army breathless. Only Olav managed to regain their composure and spoke into the radio.0

"All units...that giant is an ally. Ensure…no friendly fire."0

Feeling someone approaching from behind, Olav turned around to see Sung-Woon.0

"Thanks."0

"Wh…what, what do you mean?"0

"Sratis is my creation, it shouldn't be harmed."0

Olav glanced at Sratis, who now began breaking the monster into even smaller pieces, showing a well-ordered, controlled kind...0