0177 - Puppets think they are the Puppet Master.
They quickly returned to the infernal pits, now standing before the statue of the Samsara Dharmic Matron.
"What are we doing here?" Brother Horse asked with confusion and concern.
Bull Head's eyes darted around, ensuring they were alone before he spoke. "We need to figure out what's going on, Brother Horse. This talk of a Karmic Yogic Soul... it doesn't make any sense."
"But we didn't find any such soul! How could something like this happen right under our noses?"
"That's what baffles me," Bull Head replied. "Crow Head mentioned a soul touching this very statue of the Matron, but the only one who did that in our presence was that fat bastard. So, was this Karmic Yogic Soul observing us from afar? Hmm… certainly not possible."
Horse Head nodded vigorously. "Absolutely. But then, how did we miss it? We've been so vigilant, especially after those other souls escaped."