"Hahahaha! You filthy animal, you're on death's door yourself and you still want to eat us? Even if we're to be eaten, it won't be by a beast like you! Hahaha!" The restrained human Martial Artist laughed madly, even as tears streamed endlessly from his eyes.
The Great Witch Master glanced at the rapidly weakening Be, a look of resentment twisting his monstrously ugly face. With a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Return at once! Take Be to drink the Divine Water and eat the Divine Grass! Go!"
The group finally retreated, leaving behind the mangled corpse of the human Martial Artist. The sight of blood and flesh scattered across the ground added another layer of desolation to the entrance of the weed-choked, dreary village.
Before leaving, the Great Witch Master shot a final, reluctant glance back at the village, inwardly vowing to heavily fortify their defenses upon his return. 'If those two humans dare to show up, I'll make sure they never leave alive!'
