At last, the beautiful stranger had slain the Colossal Mound, though only after exhausting effort that left her close to breathless as her stamina dwindled further. Even with the nape exposed, free of the unbreakable carapace, it had taken her a considerable time to strike the mark. The beast's constant sweeping arcs made every attempt uncertain, and a single reckless move could have ended her life.
She had been forced to ensure the blow was decisive, driving her blade deep into the nape to finish the Titan-type in one strike. When it finally collapsed, Na-Ri settled beside the massive corpse, the Essence core gleaming in her hand. She did not consume it, choosing instead to hold it in her palm as she rose slowly to her feet and surveyed the devastation the Titan had wrought upon the clearing.
The Titan's rampage had flattened the trees and even fractured part of the prison wall, leaving the ground far more open than before.
