The Light Giant, after speaking, conjured a Light Sword in his hand and raised it high into the sky.
With his gesture, in an instant, all the dark clouds were dispersed, and a beam of light came from beyond the sky, shining upon the body of the statue below.
"Roar! Roar, roar!!"
The statue let out pained roars, its cries gradually turning into howls of agony.
Its body corroded under the illumination of that light, resembling the effect of being doused with Holy Water; it withered away shortly after.
As the statue struggled and writhed, most of the houses in the town were destroyed.
The surroundings were a mess; the buildings had turned to ruins.
In the end, the statue's body was completely corroded by the beam of light, becoming a twisted humanoid skeleton, shrinking to just a third of its original size.
"Did it, did it kill that thing...?"
On the plane, Feodor stared at the distant scene, stunned.
