Jash mentally played with them, and Amael had to play along, not knowing Jash's schemes, but he couldn't act against the tide either.
'Just what's his game?' Amael wondered in frustration, unable to get a read on him.
Meanwhile the golden-haired boy was in his own realm of thoughts, 'This... this never happened.'
Unaware and unbothered about their thoughts, Jash casually glanced at them before refocusing on the boss monster.
It seemed to be on its last legs, its horns cut off, many scales shattered and cracked, and a few dangling against its skin.
With every second, its blood loss increased, teetering it even closer to the jaws of death.
Yet its eyes showed a flicker of defiance and anger despite being nothing more than a simulation.
Using the realistic approach allowed the monster to display basic emotions like anger at being attacked or having its territory invaded.
