VICTORY!
"How am I seeing this?" Ossa thought, surprised he could see his own skull being crushed.
How could he see it when his eyes were on the very skull being crushed?
"Mors," confused, he asked the system.
[You seem to have evolved.]
"What do you mean by that?" He continued to ask, his gaze not leaving the scene before him.
[You can transfer your consciousness to any part of your body.]
"So that's why I can see what's going on despite my consciousness not being in my head. Then which part of my body is this?" He shifted his gaze from the onslaught, trying to figure out where he was.
Instinctively, he could feel where he was, gasping in shock. His consciousness was in his feet, perfectly positioned in such a way that he could see the battle going on.
"Amazing... I never knew I could do this. Thank you, Master Francesco," he thanked his supposed late master, believing it was his doing.