"Mate of the sect divine guardian? Are you fucking joking with me?!"
Hearing this answer, I couldn't help but get agitated. Just like with humans, the stronger one got, the harder it was for them to have a child together. From the books that I read all the way back before my first wisdom visions, I knew that the chances of getting an offspring were even lower for the magical beast than for the humans, with how most of the strong ones were in fact the evolved and perfected forms of the animals that managed to overcome their initial limits!
"No! Sir! I beg your… mercy!"
With this disciple still not fully able to speak in a normal manner, he could only cover in fear when his answer turned out to be unsatisfactory to me. Yet seeing this truest form of fear in his eyes, I had no other way but to accept the fact that what I took to be bullshit, might turn out to either be true or at least bullshit that those disciples were fed just as well.
