The truth was right before their eyes.
One of their own had been killed by the blind young man with nothing but a simple pebble throw.
They had prayed and worshipped their god every night for more than hundreds of years now, and with every night they got her blessings, causing them to grow stronger and stronger.
There was almost none that could match them in this world, and even humans were nothing but prey.
So how come one of them had been killed so swiftly?
After killing one of them, Zeras made no move to attack any more and he simply continued on his path but was stopped by the leader's voice.
"One hundred years ago, a woman came to us and destroyed our entire monster clan.
She spared the five of us and gave us a blessing.
This ancient guitar and a sutra that is to be sung every night.
In exchange, we felt our strength increasing every day.
