"Why not just throw it in there, let the Blood Erosion Tyrant go up the mountain to find it, and see how things go," suggested the Demon Race's alien.
"Absolutely not."
"Why?"
"This place is full of traces of the Power of the Ancient God and curse power."
"Hmm?"
The Feather Race person sighed and said, "That stuff is a great booster for the Blood Erosion Tyrant's growth-type Curse Series equipment. If the Blood Erosion Tyrant enters here, that ring will probably mature instantly."
"By then, the Blood Erosion Tyrant would die violently."
"So, after seeing the situation here, that guy is absolutely unlikely to go in unless he is really tired of living and wants to die. Throwing him in now would be like giving the Spiritual Pearls to the Spiritualist camp."
"...."
Silence as quiet as death fell over the scene as the demons' strong ones came to their senses.
