Too Late

BANG! 

Leonel's spear pierced through the heart of the Sylvan. Its body writhed and shook, its fury palpable.

"I know this isn't enough to kill you," a savage grin spread across Leonel's indifferent features. "You're probably thinking about your revenge, is that it? You think you're too powerful, too untouchable, maybe this isn't even your main body?"

Leonel twisted his spear and the screams became worse.

"Nono, I think they're all your main bodies. Is that it?"

Leonel couldn't even see the face of the Sylvan while it was in this form. Its true body was probably somewhere deep within this monstrosity, but it had no ability to separate itself from this situation. It was already far too late for that.