A New Training Regimen
A sigh escaped his lips as he realised he could divide demons into two categories.
'The first ones are individuals like Bart, Garduck, and Sam. They gave up on power and focused on surviving the demon realm's harshness with sweat and effort. The seconds are those like him and the one from yesterday. They lust for power and don't care about making others suffer or betray them to reach it.'
He gazed at the bright morning sky, a frown stretching his forehead and doubts flashing in his eyes.
'Where does Shihan, the imps, djinn, and satyr come from? Did the demon den birth them with enough knowledge to make them operational?'
After all, they only knew about their abilities but hardly spoke about the demon realm, only mentioning how demons acted.
'That would explain her disgust when she mentioned what she could do.'
Believing his theory might be true, he stepped to Luna's house, impatient to resume their essence training.