[THE FOLLOWING DAY.]
Major Fischer's boots struck the metallic floor in a steady rhythm as he walked down the military building's corridor. A high-ranking officer had summoned him to make his report about the Blirdoth assault.
He had already recovered from the Blirdoth assault thanks to a healer's intervention, but he was mentally tired as he didn't have time to rest properly. Only a day had passed since the creatures tore through New Alexandria's defenses. Sleep had been impossible.
The aftermath proved manageable once the mercenaries joined the fight, especially once the fierce lioness joined the fight outside the barrier, slaughtering the most dangerous creatures. When the remaining thaids found themselves overwhelmed and noticed the woman's ferocity, they retreated into the wilderness.
However, they were too organized; if what happened before didn't give Frant enough reason to think not only a Heniate was behind this, but humans too, now they were sure. At least Becker was.
