Arion stared at Matthias for several seconds after the older knight informed him that the entire forest would hear him if he called properly.
Then he sighed.
"Wonderful."
Matthias's mouth curved.
Arion leaned back in the chair and rubbed one hand over his face, already imagining the administrative consequences with considerably more clarity than he wanted.
The beasts were simple enough.
Relatively.
They could remain inside the restricted territory, where the transformed populations had already demonstrated that they were capable of behaving like ordinary wildlife once the corruption stopped forcing their bodies into monstrous forms. There were questions about population control, territorial boundaries, long-term medical monitoring, and whether introducing restored predators into an ecosystem altered by nearly a century of infection would create another problem, but those were problems for specialists.
People were different.
