As the farmers rejoiced, blaring sirens shattered the air, slicing through their celebration. Shinon, Rico, and Kira stood frozen, their joy extinguished by the jarring sound.
Panic rippled through the farmers, their elation becoming frantic movements as they hurriedly made their way to their designated shelters.
Unable to grasp the sudden shift in the atmosphere, Shinon reached out, grabbing the arm of a grizzled, weathered farmer. His voice was laced with urgency.
Shinon demanded, "What's happening? Why the sirens?"
The man's face contorted with worry, lines etched deep into his brow. His voice trembled as he replied, "It's a horde! The settlement is under attack! If you can't fight, you best find safety with us!"
Shinon shook his head, his gaze flickering towards Kira and Rico. While his combat skills were unquestionable, he prioritised protecting his companions. Mainly because he knew Rico could do something stupid.