West Defense Wall, top platform.
Rows of Beastman soldiers stood guard at the platform's edge. Beastman soldiers also guarded every tunnel entrance in the wall, attacking any Mutant Species they saw climbing up its face.
With the King Seed slain, the Mutant Species outside the wall were running around like headless chickens, their attacks scattered and disorganized. They no longer needed to use wide-area weaponry.
"There aren't many Mutant Species left. Looks like we'll be able to have our victory banquet early this year."
A Beastman captain said with a laugh.
"It's all thanks to Alex. His defense system saved us a lot of effort."
"We were still the ones who had to do all the work."
"He was sent by the higher-ups. Building the defense wall was his job to begin with," another Beastman captain said with a hint of disdain.
"True. Anyone with the Upper District's resources could've built the wall."
