"Strange… that doesn't make any sense."
Jamie was losing her mind as well. The stain of losing her territory would undoubtedly become ammunition for the other deacons to attack her. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, and she clapped her hands.
"I know! Among the creatures planned for the creation of the Divine Chosen of Destruction, Night Demons were included."
"It must have been the purchased Night Demons escaping containment by accident. With corpses scattered everywhere, their reproduction accelerated rapidly."
"How the hell does a containment failure like that even happen?"
Phield thrust his sword forward and killed a Night Demon attempting to ambush him.
"By the way, why would a Divine Chosen of Destruction need Night Demons? Don't tell me you're trying to create rat beastfolk or something."
"Of course not."
Jamie's eyes widened as she stared at him, completely unable to understand how he had arrived at beastfolk.
