*Rumble!*
All I felt was for my shield to tremble in such fierce way before a massive and violent shockwave erupted, clearing all the water around as if a bomb just exploded here.
I watched all this in silence while thinking about what this beast said.
Its words… It wasn't the words of a beast at all! Gods? Since when beasts and monsters had gods to oversee them?
Gods? Would these mysterious beings that I faced twice so far be gods?
If so then it explained lots of the missing gaps in the entire picture! My scissors were the nemesis of gods, even it carried such an overbearing name as god nemesis scissors.
It also explained why the two were so fearful from my scissors, not able to stand a single attack from it.
They were gods, and that meant these beasts weren't real beasts, they were a race.
What? Would they be a cursed race just like the soulers? The fallen gods? The necromancers?
