The area was famous for its caves. At first glance, it seemed like an ordinary forest, but within it lay an absurd number of caves—some close to each other, others far apart, and some even connected by tunnels.
It almost felt as if the entire place wasn't natural at all.
The sight of the caves, paired with the nearby river, made the whole area breathtaking, and also the perfect home for magical beasts and predators.
William and Rebo were walking toward one of the caves. They hadn't picked any particular one; it was simply the closest with a beast inside. William knew there was a beast because he could sense it.
"Master…" Rebo said, staring at the ground, "why did you kill that man? I mean, did you have to?"
Rebo was just a teenager, still naive about how the world worked. As his master, William felt it was his duty to explain.
"It was to send a message. If we hadn't done that, many of those people back at the camp would've followed us and tried to kill us."
