Pluto looked serious, as though he recalled something important.
“Indeed, the legal system that he himself designed. The failure of said system is probably the largest reason that this happened, he trusted you and all the tribes with his idea, and time after time he watched the petty disagreements tear it apart because of selfishness and greed. He lost faith in peaceful methods and sought a more direct path to his goal. If it wasn’t for the time he put into the UTR, the people of these lands may very well be living in a nation called Olgog.”
He thought for what seemed ages, and then spoke,
“I am not, nor was I ever, privy to messages that are communicated by, or to Kolgol himself. Therefore I cannot speak to what was agreed by your private councils. I do know he told us we had every blessing to eliminate the enemies of our tribe, whomever that entails. Furthermore, I’m not sure If you noticed, but the Balgogs changed colors when the attack happened, they broke ranks and destroyed nearly everything. This happened once before, in the unfortunate incident with Gul’tor’uf’s camp. From what I hear, they are completely uncontrollable when that happens, and I think it is likely that someone caused that to happen, and I do not know how that transformation occurs.”
He smiled,
"A pity you didn’t capture Eru’Khaz, he’s the expert on Balgogs, I’m just a relic from the genocide that they keep around to dispense advice now and then.