The Black Pot Meat Cooking Squad was exterminated.
Divine Sniper Alma stood beside the tombstones of five sacred spirits, yet her perceived gaze was directed towards… another figure who had followed her here.
Rosh.
"They seem to still possess the ability to resurrect, just like you said, they treat death with such… levity," Alma said.
Divine Sniper Alma looked at the tombstones of the five members of the Black Pot Meat Cooking Squad: two tombstones featuring golden seals surfing, one showing a strong sailor, one with a kitten playing with a ball of yarn, and another with a panda gnawing on bamboo.
Those unaware could mistake these tombstones for sculptures in a pet park.
"Killing them was a wrong decision!" Rosh knelt before the tombstone with a kitten playing with yarn, running his hand over the surface of the monument.
"The sacred spirits I am looking for aren't these…" Alma hoisted her spear onto her shoulder, as the quintuplets emerged from the shadows of the walls.
