He knew that crow was coming for him. He could feel it in the pit of his stomach. That crow wasn’t going to just forget what happened and fly away to whatever fowl pit he came from. As much as he would have liked that. No, no that crow would remember though and he’d likely have to face his revenge. But he’d persevere. He would win again. He wouldn’t allow some demon to take that child.
The sound of a caw followed by more caws gave it away. There it was the monster finally decided to rear its ugly head. His instincts told him to run. He was human after all. It was human nature to turn and run the other way in the sight of a monster. But he couldn’t and wouldn’t. If he gave up, if he hid then there’d be no one left to protect that poor child. He was human and so he belonged with his own kind and not with some monster. The crow was only proving him right. He was a monster. He glared at the crows as they circled him before charging towards the ground.
The monk gripped his staff as he began to approach. “Crow. I see your time sealed away has made no less weary of human’s. I mean you would think getting sealed away by a mere man would make you think twice before approaching but it seems that isn’t the case.” One would think they’d such a noble creature such as a crow would be smarter. Seemed it wasn’t a trait he shared with the animal. “How long did it take for you to break that seal?” The monster could boost all he wanted about having broken it but it was almost ridiculous at how long it took to break it. “The boy isn’t yours, he never was. He will remain where he belongs. He will remain amongst his fellow humans as it should be. As for your vengeance. It will not come to pass. Shall I tell you why? That boy is a part of humanity. To condemn humanity is to condemn him as well. I know him well. That boy would never forgive you. If you condemned humanity he would despise you for as long as he breathes. Not that you would care monster.” He probably didn’t even care about Kohaku. He was sure the monster only saw him as some sort of pet or slave. “Anyways it not like it matters. I’ll seal you way again. This time I’ll make sure you died sealed away.”