Biting into a piece of meat, Cain licked the coating of fragrant oil from his lips.
"So tell me... These Moon worshippers, what are they like?" Cain asked.
Boulder swallowed the mouthful of meat in his mouth as well. He seemed to think about it for a bit,
"We haven't made much contact, but when we do, it always ends in disaster. Most of them are loyal to their new god, and those that serve another are deemed heretics."
Cain nodded, "So they are crazy fanatics?"
Khan shook his head. Unlike the others, hos eating was not as messy. The juice of the roasted meat wasn't dripping down his jaw and forearms,
"They aren't crazy at all. Every action they take is deliberate. This makes them even more dangerous."
Cain felt strange about this. In these dangerous times, when anything and everything that had life in it was seeking out human life, wouldn't it be wiser for the humans to band together and fight against the collective evil?