Bab 379: 379

But the chief's sharp glare silenced him.

"Strength without wisdom is a path to ruin. What you call evolution may well be a calculated curse."

The chief continued "We no longer are the only one in these underground cavern, they hybrids are at our border slowly picking us apart one by one. We can observe the mist changes on ourselves but can't do the same for the hybrids"

"What made you all think that we are the only one possibly affected by the mist, what if the hybrids are too? What if this was the mages goal? They don't want the hybrids getting out of this caverns and we have gotten on their bad side, what if this mist was for both parties involved to clash with each other, no matter who wins the mages can easily take care of the rest achieving their goal"

The council chamber grew even more tense as the chief's words echoed through the room. His grim analysis left a heavy silence in its wake, each ratman present grappling with the implications.