"Even if they get angry, it doesn't matter. What the chief wants is justification. They may judge us as shameless, but if they attack us first, they're the ones breaking the pact."
"Does it really matter?"
"Do you think us beastmen agreed to the ceasefire just because of talk and losses?"
"I don't know the details, but there's an entity that guards the rift. They're the ones making sure us beastmen stay in line."
"Then what if they get angry and decide to attack us?"
"They can't. They're bound by the limitation of rules. Don't ask again. I don't know the details. We just need to do as we're asked."
Back inside the room, the woman's expression quickly changed. From annoyance, it turned into a smile.
"It's been so long. Finally, someone broke the status quo. Now, if I can find a way to use this opportunity…"
The woman's silvery eyes then glinted with killing intent. "I should be able to take my revenge."
