Their time in the eastern hills had been good so far, even counting the conflict over the sealed shelter. Fortunately, the friction had died down lately. But Fausto was certain it would flare up again, even brighter than before, once the sealed shelter opened.
Right now, the Conquest Clan members, including Fausto, were watching a scaled lizard run wild in front of the department store, its territory. It lagged behind bloodthirsty wolves in agility and was inferior to Mountain Apes in strength, but its ability to regenerate was truly terrifying. It was the only monster that had come out of a fight alive even after being hit by dozens of imp arrows.
The lizard sat down at the entrance of the sealed shelter and chewed on an imp's leg. At the sight, the Conquest Clan members turned their heads away, gagging. It was not unusual for monsters to eat other monsters, but in the scaled lizards' case, it was somehow even more terrifying. It was probably because of their ugly appearance.
