"Its fate will remind Huggesen how dangerous it is to plot with the tiger, and after this, the dusk's pollution tactics won't be so easily effective."
"You! You're putting all your hopes on a damn Jackalman General? Governor Murphy, have you gone mad?"
Fraser questioned:
"Are you praying for mercy from the enemy?"
"No, I just have confidence in Huggesen's lineage; it's a descendant of the King of Bone Biting, destined not to become a slave of dusk."
Murphy waved his hand and said:
"You can trust me on this matter, but dusk won't let it go so easily. We must show them a little color lest these bastards continue to interfere with this already dire war.
Colonel Fraser, I'll be responsible for this.
You take your soldiers and withdraw to the Maginot Line, rest there and await the final showdown with the Wolf People."
"Hmm?"
The colonel looked at Murphy in surprise and said:
"Does the Polluted Swamp not need us?"
