Chapter 320: Dangerous plan (I)
Vlad and Jormungandr emerged from the dense forest, their forms appearing through the mist like phantoms returning from the abyss. Freya, Ouroboros, the Royal Guards, and the soldiers of the Turkin Kingdom stood in a loose formation, their eyes immediately locking onto the duo.
Freya was the first to step forward, her eyes filled with concern. "What happened back there?" she asked, her voice edged with worry. "Are you both alright?"
Ouroboros’s gaze flickered between Vlad and Jormungandr; the white werewolf could not hide the unease in his heart. "Were you harmed?"
Vlad raised a reassuring hand. "We’re fine," he replied, his tone severe yet calm. "But we’ve uncovered some troubling information."
He glanced at Jormungandr, who nodded in silent agreement. The small yellow cat settled onto Vlad’s shoulder, his fiery eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation.
"Gather around," Vlad instructed, his gaze sweeping over the assembled warriors. "Everyone needs to hear this."
As the group formed a tight circle, the murmur of whispers faded into attentive silence. The Xaos forces and the Turkin soldiers exchanged wary glances, sensing the weight of what was about to be revealed.
Vlad took a deep breath before beginning. "The creatures we faced in the town are unlike anything we’ve encountered before. From what I could see and learn from their physiology, they operate with a hive mind, displaying unparalleled coordination and efficiency."
He paused, allowing his words to sink in. "The ones we faced in the town were simple drones—disposable units designed for a single purpose: consumption. They devour all organic matter, leaving nothing behind. What’s more disturbing is their willingness to consume their own fallen to reclaim biomass. We killed more than one thousand, but I doubt we made any significant damage."