"Can we really trust these brutish beasts? What if they're just pulling a fast one on us?"
Ivy asked, her voice tinged with doubt, clearly skeptical of the beasts' claims.
Anthony paused, lost in deep thought at Ivy's words. Indeed, teaming up with these beasts was a gamble with everything on the line. Winning would be great, but losing would mean total defeat.
"How many beast attacks have there been tonight?"
After a moment of silence, Anthony turned to the group.
"Leader, tonight we faced two attacks, one from wild boars and another from snow foxes. Their numbers were few, and they didn't engage us much, so we didn't report it to you,"
Hairy immediately responded.
"Oh? Only two minor attacks? That suggests those beasts weren't lying to me,"
Anthony nodded slowly, a wave of relief
