"Like us, the monsters have a strict chain of command," I explained, shifting into my analytical mindset. "Whether it's an army of humans or a horde of beasts, 'suicide missions' can only be carried out under direct orders. A feral beast will flee to save its own life. A soldier will march to his death if his commander demands it."
"Hmm." Rumina nodded slowly, gesturing for me to continue.
Intrigued by the hypothesis, Arthur leaned forward. "Then who is it? Are you suggesting there is a stronger beast out there capable of gathering and organizing the disparate monster tribes? I've commanded Winterguard for years, and I've never seen such a creature."
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it isn't there, Commander," I replied bluntly. "There is always a bigger, stronger monster. And this one is highly intelligent."
I pointed to the patched sections on the wall's blueprint.
