Cain's eyes turned toward Meylin. His gaze sharpened as he stared at the woman, making sure to hide the stir of emotion she provoked before speaking in a solemn voice.
"Could I inquire if Lady Meylin or anyone else in the Moon Cult has any idea of what we just faced? I don't believe these creatures are indigenous to this place."
There was a meaningful light in Cain's eyes as he asked the question. Thanks to his understanding of the Depravita Race and the effect that Depravita Essence had on life forms, he already knew what was happening.
It was really quite simple. The monstrosities must have been some creatures that inhabited this area of the Primeval World, most likely the dominant kind. But somehow, Depravita Essence spread into their domain and changed them. After that, they killed everything in their territories, leaving themselves completely alone. When Cain and the rest arrived, they attacked them as well.
