The sura king Moyan glanced at the jar of eyes in his hand, unwilling to put it down before spending a long period crooning at it.

On the table beside him was laid out jar after jar, each with a pair of eyes.

"The 230th pair!" Moyan exclaimed. Two sura fighters walked in, and the sura king pointed at the girl whose eyes had been taken from her.

Even without the sura king saying anything, the two sura fighters knew what to do. They had already done the same thing countless times before. They dealt with the little girl still lying on the stone bed.

Usually, these blinded victims would become food for the sura or for the creatures that they were rearing....