Gregory felt like he had heard something wrong. A frown marred his face as he asked again just to make sure, "They ate those beastmen?"
"Yes, Lord" and the answer he received was filled with conviction which in turn vanished his suspicion. He felt stupid for even doubting this. Those snake beastmen were feral in nature. Cold-blooded and vicious to the level where the city had to separate itself from them. All around the beast world, tribes and cities likewise kept their distance from ferals. Snakes and Scorpions were one of the many that were considered as ferals, so letting them in this place where the largest beast gathering dwelled felt odd.
And the tribes that had always upheld these unspoken rules were Lion and Silver Wolf tribes. It was quite ironic in that sense. The two greatest power that kept the ferals out of the city were now their family. Lyra really was playing a long game whether it was knowingly or unknowingly.
