The beastmen who went out to hunt transformed into their human forms and bit the throat of the prey in their hands, before drinking the blood completely. They then brought the prey to the waterhole, where they opened their stomachs and skinned them clean.

All of a sudden, the waterhole was fully surrounded by beastmen, and the water within was drenched with the color of blood.

Bluepool hurriedly dodged, yet he wasn’t able to avoid being stained by the blood. He said furiously, “Go elsewhere to wash, this place belongs to me.”

“We handle our prey here every year,” answered one of them. Other beastmen voiced their agreements.

“The blood...