Elliot shook his head. "We already received the message. If it really couldn't be forged, Lady Camilla wouldn't have said that."
If the message was real, then Lady Camilla had already determined that the monsters could forge messages. If it was fake, that was even more proof that the monsters possessed such a means.
"You mean they've already learned how we communicate?"
Sidney shuddered, a chill running down his spine.
If these monsters really were so intelligent that they could even learn to use machinery, wouldn't humanity be at a complete disadvantage against them?
If that was true, the entire fleet would have no secrets from them. Every message would be intercepted.
"Not necessarily." Elliot narrowed his eyes. "I suspect they aren't actually sending messages, but..."
"Manipulating our senses!"
"Our senses?" Sidney looked utterly puzzled.
There was actually a very good way to learn about these monsters.
Maeve.
Maeve also had a monster form, and the way she allocated her points offered a vague glimpse of the direction of these monsters' powers.
Aside from their connection to the moon, they were also connected to the flesh and desire.
Elliot had a theory.
Dream Creatures and Long-Haired Monsters were two completely opposite kinds of beings. Dream Creatures had originally been whole, only to be continually divided into countless tiny fragments.
The smallest were Lords of Dreams, and the larger ones were Nightmares.
There was always a subtle sense of discord about them, as though something was always missing.
But they all pointed in a single direction: toward the being that had originally been whole.
These monsters called Blood Vampires were precisely the opposite. Each had originally been a complete individual, but was too weak and needed to devour others and consume flesh and blood to gradually grow stronger.
They had no