Political Mess

The three-headed dog, enraged by the gaping hole in its chest that refused to heal, lunged towards Reign. Each head roared furiously, their combined voices creating a deafening sound that shook the ground.

'Why didn't it work?' he pondered, watching the giant three-headed dog got closer . 

He had expected the creature to collapse right away. But, it remained furious and powerful as ever, except for the wound.

Quickly assessing the situation, he reasoned,' So, even True Death can't fully stop it.'

'It must be composed of different organisms,' he concluded. 

True Death had worked, killing the organism struck directly. But, the creature managed to evade instant death. This was due to its nature, which was composed of parts rather than a single entity. 

The three-headed dog finally reached him. Its eyes burned with rage. It lunged forward, swinging its right claw.