"You don't get it at all!"
Stick Brother retorted unkindly:
"Balance isn't just about crudely slashing numbers, that's something only a third-rate Dog Planner would do. I admit they haven't been weakened much at an individual level, but their behavior logic has changed!
Look closely, silly!
We've pushed our way through, taking out nearly a hundred elites in three waves, and lost fewer than five people ourselves. Could you imagine that in the Blood Eagle Corridor with its intensity?
Apart from our own increased strength and improved coordination, the biggest reason is that these Jackal-Men have lost their wits!
All they do is rush at us head-on, like the ghouls in the sewers.
We don't even need to change formation!
Just positioning shield holders in the front and gunmen in the back is enough to take them down.
Monsters with brains are scary, but brainless elites are just meat on the chopping board! I have 99 ways to kill them.
Now I think we can play more aggressively..."
