The site of the battle had been cleaned up, but it was impossible to remove all traces of battle. Even after looking around another two times, they could still not find the prince and the others. It was obvious to everyone that the prince's group must have been ambushed by the humans, and from the looks of things, it did not end well for the prince.
Karsh's hands trembled slightly as anger boiled in its heart. It hated those humans, and it hated the prince for insisting on following them. It was one thing that the prince had gotten itself killed, but the rest of them would be punished as well!
The thirteenth prince might not be the most excellent of the princes, but the king still placed a lot of importance on the prince. The fact that the prince died while serving under Karsh meant that the king would surely put Karsh into judgment. Karsh started to breathe a bit quicker, and its eyes reddened.
At that moment, the other beasts did not even dare to breathe. They knew how severe the problem was. Karsh would be bearing the brunt of it!
Karsh turned to look at Mijas. "I remember the prince was still fine when I sent you over fifteen minutes ago…"
Mijas nodded. It meant that the battle should not have happened that long ago. Karsh said, "We only noticed the signs of battle five minutes ago. It means that everything happened within five to ten minutes."
Karsh was trying to make sure how fast the battle lasted. The more it thought about it, the more sour its expression was. It was even starting to grit its teeth.
Mijas stood by the side in confusion. It whispered to Besant, "Karsh doesn't look happy at all. Did he figure something out?"
Besant's lips twitched, wanting nothing more than to hit Mijas on the head. Content is property of .
"We noticed something off five minutes ago, and everything is cleaned up. It means that the battle was over incredibly quickly, and they cleaned up the scene too! Everything was done very efficiently. Do you think this is a good sign?"
Mijas finally reacted to that. It nodded, only half-understanding it. "Karsh is worried that these ambushes won't stop happening…"
Besant nodded.
Mijas looked around. "What do we do next?"
Besant sighed. "It's because Karsh doesn't know what to do next, hence the frustration. They have the advantage at the moment, while we have the numbers. It'll be easy for them to continue attacking us like this. If we want to reduce our losses, we'll have to gather everyone together, but we won't be able to surround them that way…"
Besant paused, looked around, and said, "That's not even what Karsh is the most frustrated about."
Mijas was even more confused when it heard that. Its mind was slow in the first place, and Besant was being vague, causing Mijas to get anxious.
It reached out and grabbed Besant's arm. "Get to the point, why don't you? What's the point of keeping things to yourself?"
Besant's lips twitched, knowing that Mijas would grow irate if Besant did not explain things clearly. Besant was forced to explain, "If you're ambushed, what would be your first reaction?"