I walk into a calm, quiet room of meditating monks.
The old man sits to rest. โThis is our vanguard against the Great Beast Mind.โ
โMartial artists?โ I ask.
โPsychics,โ my guide answers. โWarriors of the mind holding a depraved astral god at bay.โ
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