Nemo stared at the figure standing not far away with a shocked expression.
It had devoured him whole just now! With his signature ability!
Yet, there he was. Not a scratch on his noble coat. Not a hair out of place.
"Y-You..." Nemo stammered, his massive violet eyes widening. "How are you still alive?"
The figure, Prince Bane, smiled faintly. It was a pitying smile, the kind a teacher gives to a slow student.
"You still haven't figured out the reason?" Bane asked, brushing a speck of imaginary dust from his sleeve. "I thought I already gave you enough hints."
"What are you talking about?!" Nemo roared, his voice shaking. "Y-You should have been devoured by my attack just now! I saw it! I felt it crush you!"
Nemo was in denial.
He refused to believe it. He had paid a heavy price to kill this insect. He had shrunk his domain. He had expended his essence. He had even lowered himself to cooperate with that other insect to create an opening.
And yet, the result was nothing.
