Veil of Storms

Unsure of how that bald guy managed to not recognize us, but because of it, we managed to slip into their fold. Rather, isn't it one hell of an overlook?

They probably didn't expect a spy to come in this scenario.

Or maybe I'm expecting too much from them?

Anyhow, it's favourable for us because nobody seems to suspect Lyn and I on the top deck.

That said, Lyn and I aren't sure what to do here.

The rest of the silvers are running around the deck while armed and in heavy armour. Weirdly enough, I can't feel any magic from the crew so they seem to be regular soldiers.

Lyn and I just grabbed some along the way since we saw Silvers pick them up and wore them.

"R-Eis, what should we do?"

Lyn simply looks at the soldiers in utter confusion. I really can't blame her.

"Not sure, but we should just do whatever they're doing right now. It's to be wiser to blend in."

"Yes, but why are they running?"