I walk into a calm, quiet room of meditating monks.
The old man sits to rest. “This is our vanguard against the Great Beast Mind.”
“Martial artists?” I ask.
“Psychics,” my guide answers. “Warriors of the mind holding a depraved astral god at bay.”
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