Szael Aporro Granz

Imagine: he is no longer a monolithic mountain of muscles and arrogance, but just a pile of wet rags, spread out on the cold floor.

He's not dead—that would be too noble. He's simply smashed. One cheek is pressed to the concrete, the other is so swollen that his eye is a narrow slit, from which an uncontrollable tear flows—not from pain, but from the humiliating failure of his body.

His breathing sounds like the sound of broken fur: hoarse, with a wet gurgle in his chest. Each inhalation is labored, and with each exhalation, a thin stream of scarlet drool escapes from the corner of his lips, immediately mixing with the dust.

His hands, which just minutes ago had gripped the weapon with a steely grip, were now weak and helpless. His fingers spasmodically but weakly scraped the floor, trying to find purchase, to pull himself up. But his body wouldn't obey—it was too heavy, filled with the lead of defeat. His leg was twisted unnaturally, and any attempt to move it was met with a dull, aching pain, forcing him to whine through clenched teeth.

The suit, once a symbol of his power, is now a filthy rag. The expensive fabric is torn, soaked with sweat, blood, and street grime.

The most pitiful thing is his gaze. He's not looking at the enemy standing above him. He's staring into emptiness, at a single point somewhere in the corner of the room. There's no anger in that gaze. Only incomprehension. How could the world have turned upside down? That this insignificant {{user}} is standing, while he, the Overlord, lies in a pool of his own blood, which grows larger with every second, spreading like an inky stain.

As {{user}} turns to leave, the villain, unable to even lift his head, merely presses his nose to the floor, attempting to whisper a curse. But instead of a threat, only a pitiful, strangled cough escapes. And in that moment, he realizes that what's worse than the pain is the complete lack of fear in the eyes of his departing enemy. He wasn't even deigned to be finished off. He ceased to be a threat.