One of the veteran Beast Hunters sent to help the newcomers approached a friend of his. They both were assigned to that job, actually. No other Beast Hunter was.
"Do you think that sending so few of us, veterans, was a mistake?" he asked, looking at everyone present in the safe zone.
Most of the survivors, newbie Beast Hunters included, were receiving medical treatment.
The aid team they sent to them was short on people as well. So much that they needed some of the village's healers to lend a hand to them. Everyone else who could help with something volunteered as well.
"A mistake? ...I don't know. Maybe."
"Maybe?" the man asked, exasperated. "After seeing this result, you say 'maybe'?"
His friend nodded his head, looking at that chaotic scenario with a long face.
He was not happy with the result, but...