Old Rusted Blades

"What if we had assumed correctly but applied the wrong methods?" He uttered while scratching his chin. "Will you stop talking gibberish, Sir." May knew what Taf was doing, he loved to act all mysterious. Usually, he does when he had information, he knew she desperately desired.

Taf chuckled, "You know I can't help it. Ok, Ok; We were attacked and rightly defended ourselves. Though simple this was how things were to unfold," He once more continued, "But at the same time it was wrong," He saw May's eyes roll and knew exactly what she was thinking - Stop going in circles.

"Fine, my theory is that we should have used the broken scythes instead of our weapons to kill our enemies. This was why the Host highlighted that the Demon King's weapon of choice was the scythe. That's the means to conquer purgatory," He ended by saying.