Anyone even slightly familiar with the Undead could probably see that.
Hill could see it even more clearly: William had been searching for a world where the Undead could vent their resentment toward one another.
The Undead themselves understood this too. Otherwise, so many guilds would not have quietly gotten involved back in Oaises.
Those guilds had clearly been far less "active" in Toril.
Everyone knew perfectly well that in worlds where large-scale group combat offered a greater advantage, the Heaven-Defying Alliance was bound to be indispensable thanks to its wide variety of commanders.
Ambitious guilds that knew their own limits generally would not pick a fight with the Heaven-Defying Alliance in such worlds.
But their suppressed ambitions inevitably needed somewhere to find expression.
That meant there had to be randomized battlefields... even if the Heaven-Defying Alliance remained just as united, it could not keep fighting in ten-thousand-player groups all the time.
Besides, anyone who disliked that style of play would naturally return to somewhere like Toril, leaving these endlessly subdivided little battlefields to ordinary guilds.
Of course, that could not stop the Heaven-Defying Alliance from being determined to cash in on the World Quest that opened up the battlefields.
Nor could it stop those people from thinking the Heaven-Defying Alliance was too greedy and wanting to cause trouble for it during the initial period after entering this world.
They had made their intentions quite obvious. Otherwise, they would not have muddied the waters upon discovering that someone was ambushing the Heaven-Defying Alliance's key administrators.
But the Heaven-Defying Alliance could only accept this sort of behavior... it knew perfectly well that things were bound to head this way.
So, although they were deeply annoyed, neither Rainfall on the Mortal Realm nor Old School Striking King intended to do anything to