“That’s exactly what happened. We were going to ask the village for information and it attacked. I don’t blame it either. It was doing its job.” He sighs. “So the village always has this feast. It was massive. A yearly feast to feed their guardian. The guardian itself...even after it fed on the feast depending on how it liked it...it ate some of the villagers too. That was incentive each year to get the feast right. But I don’t think that was always the case.”

Shiro tips his head slightly to the side in thought. His words come out slow and measured. Even drunk he still thinks too much. “I think it was just a celebration then the massive bipedal, made of tentacles beast attacked. It smelled the feast and came running. Thus they needed the guardian. ...we didn’t know this at the time but Hunk figured it out when we were fighting it.”

He shakes his head and looks at Ignis. “Have you seen the red wings that jut up over housing? Or what they’re connected to?” It’s likely hard not to see it. The Black Lion is massive and parked right by B - 02.