Shore was the same as he remembered it. White sand, eerie feeling, and no footprints left by various people who went in and out.
Hildebrant knew for one that people who did not have enough to eat in the sanctuary ventured out to hunt for beasts or monsters. They went in teams most of the time but some entered harrowing places alone.
"Where are the monsters?"
It was a question he always wanted to ask from the first day he found out about such information.
The shore was pure without a drop of blood, there was nothing other than sharp rock and some old vessels that were pushed out of the fantasy sea.
Without answering David waved him to follow and then both made their way down slowly from the steer cliff. Each of their steps was slow and none of them said a word while traveling to the closer ship vessel in their proximity. When they finally researched David turned around and whispered.
"I will open it, you attack."
Hildebrant tilted his head but even through his confusion he manifester a marble white sword and began to channel it with his flames.
The white sword was a gift he got from Venus for their deal, and he used it almost immediately and tried its effect.
Swallowing it felt liberating but using its blade now he discovered that while the sword was manifested, something kept leaving his body and entering the tattoo of white marble he had on his wrist. It slowly drained him of something he instinctively knew was important, but it was a slow and almost negligible amount not worth considering for now.
In the first place he didn't even know what it was and not using it was not opinion as long as he didn't find another better weapon.
Immediately after David saw white flames cowering his blade, he took a deep breath and then grasped one of old wood from the ship.
With a last look, David tore it off and immediately after Hildebrand almost froze in place.
Behind it, moss-cowered flesh and giant eyes looked right at him. Without time to think he moved on instinct and stabbed the eyes with the tip of his sword and channeled all his flames into being body even before it was fully in.
Steel embedded itself into flesh without any resistance and a harrowing roar escaped from being.
As flames kept pouring so did the blood from gasp left in ship.
Once white sand quickly became red but Hildebrant even while being so close to pouring rain of red had all his focus on the sword in his hand and flames that came pouring out of him.
With grided teeth, he endured and did not let go until he could feel the soul of being on the other side leaving its body. Even after it he still held strong until David finally breathed out a sigh of relief.
"We did it. It was easier than I expected."
Hildebrant wanted to curse but did not have energy to spare.
Everything happened quickly and without time to think he did what he thought was best. But why all the creature on the other side did was roar and did not attack?
Just its harrowing size could kill them both, but it did not even try.
Taking his sword out of the being he could feel resistance when the sword began to come out. It was entirely from blue blood and an unknown time of oil. Not body fluids normal creatures would have.
"Is it all?"
David didn't answer and just smiled from pure happiness, but Hildebrant could not make himself happy.
Blood that fell on the white shore kept disappearing until none remained. Not even a drop of red could be observed around the ship that was once drenched with red. Now its surroundings were again pure and white.
Looking at David he pointed his sword in the ship's direction.
"What was it?"
Stopping in his track David looked at him as if he was an idiot.
"Monster of course."
He wanted to cut David's head and look what he had inside, but he suppressed his furry.
"I know it was a monster but why did it stay inside of ship?"
There was a weird look on David's face when he now looked at Hildebrant as if he could not understand why he was so angry.
"It is because of the white shore."
Without waiting for him to ask another question David walked to another small vessel and tore it apart.
Inside it small, weird creature kept touching the sides of the vessel that were still intact.
Its legs were hovering above the ground and its hands were grasping the side so powerfully it looked as if the hands and wood were one being.
However, when he observed closer, he found out they were one being. The being with big black eyes and sharp teeth had its hand grown into the wood, moss grew on its skin and its eyes ignored everything other and just kept staring at the white sand of the shore.
"They are all like that."
There was also another distributing thing.
The creature's chest was sprouting crimson blood vessels and it was slowly spreading from its heart to its entire body but it did not look as if the creature noticed it.
But Hildebrant did and his heart shook.
"We should take food and go."
In the end, Hildebrant decided.
There must be something wrong with this shore, something very wrong.
Turning around he did not wait for David and with his own barehand began to tear the ship where he killed the giant creature apart.
"But why? We just came!"
Hildebrant didn't listen and kept tearing the ship and then the creature's flesh.
"I think this one will be enough for both of us."
He kept tearing the ship apart but then he froze when he noticed crimson blood vessels sprouting out right before his eyes.