"You already know the answer to that," Dorian said quietly. His voice was soft. Each word felt heavy. It was as if he was stating an undeniable truth.
"They are too persistent. They are too ruthless. It is not random. This city must have something that belongs to them. And they will not stop until they take it back."
"Damn! Why does his statement feel more like it was kind of a warning for him or humans? His words almost sounded like he was trying to convey their message.
Cassian felt his breath hitch. He wanted to deny it. He wanted to argue. But deep inside, something told him that the City Lord was right.
The monsters were not attacking for no reason. Their persistence. Their numbers. Their coordination. It all pointed to one thing. They were trying to reclaim something. Something that had always been theirs.
That realization made Cassian uneasy.
