Lily's sheer strength was probably her only redeeming quality. No matter which way a door opened, she could force it open. After she violently ripped the heavy door leaves of the Family Hall off their hinges, Vivian summoned a gust of wind to clear away the dust obscuring everyone's view and the overwhelming stench of blood. The scene inside the hall came into full view.
Hao Ren wasn't surprised in the least to see a massacre just as horrific as the one outside. At last, he had also found the missing Demon Hunter warband's main members.
The hall was a complete mess. The bodies of dead Ankatro Family members and Demon Hunters lay jumbled together. Their dark yellow and blackish-red blood had long since dried, leaving broad, nauseating stains across the floor and walls. Among the corpses lay countless fragments of tables and chairs, along with shattered dishes. The damaged banquet table still bore traces of a feast.
Some powerful magic had blasted a hole through the hall's vaulted ceiling. Murky daylight streamed through the opening, casting a dim, ominous glow over everything inside.
"These must be the Demon Hunters who came with Elder Amthura. Looks like there were no survivors," Lily said, covering her nose as she walked through the slaughterhouse, her tail unconsciously held high in case it got blood on her fur. "A lot of them were killed by their own people."
Hao Ren and Vivian examined several nearby bodies together. On one middle-aged Demon Hunter, he found burns from a high-temperature weapon, as well as what looked like shrapnel lodged in the man's wound. But the direct cause of death was a hole in his forehead. Judging from the traces of magic around it, a Holy Silver Crossbow Bolt had pierced his head.
Vivian held her