"These creatures are the undead. They don't have the capacity to think for themselves much past, filling their bellies with human flesh."
The battalion leaders quietly murmured amongst themselves after hearing the statement.
"He has a point said another voice, there is no way they could be intelligent enough to follow orders."
Sterling could feel a sense of discontent in the words and murmurs in the tent.
He harshly addressed the ranks surrounding him. "Then what else could it be? Does any of you have a better answer?"
The men fell silent, and not one of them answered, "Then this is the only reasonable answer we have." He said with a heavy sigh, "We have to assume there are other forces at work behind this and we must prepare ourselves for the unexpected."
"Prepare your troops, give them the tools and information they need to best defend themselves and this town."
