Arrogance, Feirs decided, was going to be the death of this city. Too much faith in old ways never worked for any civilization, no matter how strong. Better technology and better strategy would always come along at some point and that would be the end of it. Feirs shook his head, remembering all of those long forgotten civilizations he learned during his time at the academy. He respected the Mage for his confidence, it he knew that thick shell of stuborness wasn't going to be broken easily. 

As a Knight, Fiers was trained to listen to everything someone had to say. You never knew what was going to be useful. The Mage had revealed his hand during his rant. If the only thing preventing Coars from destroying this place was some sort of hidden evil that only the Mage controlled, then this Mage was the missing link. The pieces of his plan started to fall into place. 

"They kill in order to progress," Feirs shrugged, defending his city's actions quite simply. He rose an eyebrow at the creature. "Of course you have unusual horse creatures." He said shaking his head.