"I don't know, but didn't we stock up on holy water from the grand church in the capital city? All we need to do is to wash our weapon with holy water and we can kill those dark beasts."
"Pfft! Hah! What a load of nonsense. That holy water does absolutely nothing! Do you not remember that we already washed our weapons with holy water before we fought that dark jaguar? That holy water does absolutely nothing!"
"But we killed that jaguar in the end…"
"That's because we mortally wounded it and then ganged up on it before cutting its head. No animal, dark beast or not, can survive that."
"That's right. The dark beast is just physically much tougher than the regular beast, but they are not immortal. So, even if we don't coat our weapon with holy water, we can still kill it, that is if we're lucky enough not to die first, of course."
The atmosphere around these groups of friends was grim as if they were facing death each time they had to fight dark beasts.
