"Now that we've gone over the information on Hydra, let's organize what we know about Siren."
Like the night before, the group sat around a campfire, chatting as they roasted meat.
They first explained to Aga, who had only been hunting powerful Demonic Beasts for a few days, how to deal with an ordinary Hydra roughly ten meters long. Then, they began discussing the main objective of their trip to the mangroves.
That was the Siren.
"Generally speaking, for Demonic Beasts transformed from ordinary animals, their size and the amount of magic power they can withstand—that is, their strength—are directly proportional. That's why powerful creatures like demonic boars and demonic wolves can possess enormous bodies that even naturally born Demonic Beasts do not." Oushen leaned against a rock. The crackling campfire reflected off his face, flushing it slightly red.
"But naturally born Demonic Beasts are different. Take the common but troublesome Chimera, for example. Ordinary Chimeras are usually only two or three meters long, but the largest ones can reach twenty or thirty meters."
"Still, there's a saying that applies to the Chimera race."
"A large Chimera is definitely a powerful Chimera, but the strongest Chimera is certainly not large."
"Their size forms a diamond pattern. The weak and the strongest are relatively small, while those in the middle are the largest."
"But the Demonic Beast we're hunting tomorrow—Siren—is another case entirely."
"No matter whether they're strong or weak, they all have the same build." Oushen waggled a finger as the other four listened intently.
Information was the most important thing in battle. With enough intelligence, even when there was a vast disparity in combat power, one could still devise plans that allowed the few to defeat the many and the weak to overcome the strong.
"All Sirens are about