The commander was numb and speechless, unable to react or utter anything. His eyes could only follow Seiya's back as he vanished into the chambers.
Even as everything had happened right in front of his eyes, he still found it hard to believe. His mind couldn't help but question the possibility of it being an illusion conjured up by his mind because he was close to death's door.
It could after all, undoubtedly all be him merely seeing things as he drew closer to death. According to him, it felt impossible. After all, Seiya had not simply dispatched the killers with usual techniques or skills—he brutally tore them apart with his mere hands!
He tore them flesh from flesh, severed their heads, ripped out their hearts, and even exploded their skulls. All with his mere hands!
