Lamia Died Quickly

"Snake... snake woman?" Listening to Oushen's description, Aga sensed that something was off. "So this Lamia, or whatever it is, has parts that are pretty much like a woman's, just like that Siren?"

"Hmm? Yeah." The group was still gathered around the campfire, grilling meat as Oushen nodded. "Pretty similar to the Siren's second form, I guess. The upper half looks like a beautiful woman, while the lower half is a snake's tail."

"...Aga, why do I feel like your face is a little red?" Ruslan noticed something strange and suspiciously rubbed his chin.

"No, not at all. It's probably just from the fire, ahahaha." Aga gave an awkward laugh and muddled his way through it.

He was a little panicked inside.

Yesterday's Siren had already dealt his heart quite a blow, and now there was this today...

Ignoring Aga's wandering thoughts, Oushen continued his explanation. "Smaller monsters like these are usually very skilled at mental attacks, and Lamias are no exception. Besides songs similar to a Siren's, they have a relatively rare mental attack called a Charm Sphere that directly assaults their target. They can also use poison and abilities similar to Fireball."

"One more thing to watch out for: some Lamias collect materials from the humans they have eaten and turn them into special tools."

"Tools?" Lemoni was somewhat surprised. "Didn't you say that Demonic Beasts other than the first-generation species all have very low intelligence? Lamias can actually use tools?"

Oushen shook his head. "That is the only kind they can use. I call that tool a harp. Rather than a tool, though, it would be more accurate to call it an innate ability. It can heal their injuries."

"That is about all we need to know. After resting for a few days, we'll go take care