"There really are new monsters coming..."
"What is this thing? It's not something we've seen before in the Central Plains."
"Probably a mutant from the Extreme North Region."
"It's quite tasty though..."
"Iron Sister's cooking is really good."
"Oh ho ho, you really know how to speak! Here, have another piece!"
Although this battle didn't really deplete much stamina, after all, they had killed a Nascent Soul Demon, everyone gathered around, lit a fire on the spot to cook, butcher the body, and divvy up the meat, celebrating with a meal.
This Great Demon was truly unlucky, a grand Nascent Soul Monster, without even a chance to show its abilities, appeared and got hammered, beaten violently, decapitated, and died an untimely death, becoming food for the victors.
You could only say that beasts are beasts after all, they don't understand unity and cooperation, so they deserve to be taken down.
