Back in the Sanguine Area, Cain stood amidst the dissipating energy, still processing what had occurred. The battlefield was quiet now, with the remnants of the Blood Monsters nowhere to be seen.
He took a deep breath, a mixture of relief and curiosity filling his thoughts as enlightenment crossed his eyes. "Their adaptations couldn't keep up," he realized. "They overloaded their own systems."
Although it was only a hypothesis, and Cain couldn't be sure he was right, his understanding of the Blood Monsters' adaptive physiology was advanced enough to recognize that even creatures specifically designed to adapt had their limits. No longer concerned with the fate of the Blood Monsters, a broad smile arose on Cain's face as a sense of accomplishment washed over him. Not only had he survived the trial, but he had also gained profound insights into the nature of adaptation and evolution. His understanding of the Oniric Truth of Blood had reached new heights.
