It's in the blood
Not far from where the group had found the exsanguinated corpse, A collection of disgusting creatures no taller 4 foot tall were prancing to and fro, wielding crude weapons constructed from stone, metal scraps and whatever else they could find that was sharp and pointy. Clubs, Spears, daggers, machetes. Anything that could maim or bludgeon, the creatures carried. One was even waving around a car's vanity licence plate that was lashed to a length of rebar. It was unclear if it was chosen specifically for what was on the licence, or if it just made a good chopper, as it proudly displayed its weapon that read "WLHUNG". Whichever reason it was, it wouldn't get the chance to make it clear.
Although, whilst the hunting party wasn't too different in the regard of makeshift weapons, even still the creature's weapons held a primitive air.
But perhaps that was simply Seth's ego at work, protecting him from having to be compared to such depraved little monsters.