The eerie, almost surreal process of disintegration underlined the otherworldly nature of his opponents. Their entire presence seemed designed to mimic the Old West but with an eerie, supernatural twist that left no tangible trace once they were defeated. This realization gave a new perspective to Jason's mind: his enemies were constructs or illusions of a larger, more sinister force at play.
"At this point in time, it is far to assume they are busy with the other guys and are only sending enough guys to deal with us and keep us away," Jason thought. "Their base might not even be that town. The boss showed that they can move from the dungeon quite a bit, but it should have been a mistake or perhaps a skill."
