[Margaret's POV]
"They've always been brutally evil, lacking any organizational obedience. What kind of person or organization could possibly gather them together, willing to dedicate their lives to it?"
Benjamin's puzzled murmur woke me up. I widened my eyes, looked at him, swallowed my saliva, and asked, "You also think this is very strange, don't you? They seemed to have planned in advance, setting a trap for us to fall into! How did they know about our secret mission? Why were they sure we would take this route?"
"This area is the junction between the Palace and the Windstorm Pack. Their large-scale ambush here, why didn't it attract any attention from either side? This attack is too unusual! Or to put it more directly, aren't they being too bold?"
As I spoke, I began to doubt the real purpose of these people again!
If their only goal was to stop us from escorting Elliot back to the Palace for medical attention, then why didn't they act before we met up with Donald?
