As the group of Crescent Army soldiers drew nearer, the guard on the left, his voice strained and hoarse, raised a trembling hand and bellowed, "Stop right there!" The words hung in the air, heavy with tension and uncertainty, as two guards popped up from behind a makeshift grass screen as if they had not been seen for the last ten minutes.
The capable and proud Lilien led the group of soldiers, her keen eyes sizing up the disheveled guards who stood before them. As the perceived leader of the party, she knew it was her responsibility to engage with these downtrodden men. Yet, she could not bring herself to address them directly, as their unkempt appearance and wild demeanor seemed beneath her lofty station. Instead, she raised her hand, signaling for her soldiers to halt their advance, and turned her gaze to Gavric and Eamon. Her piercing eyes silently conveyed her expectations, prompting the brothers to take charge of the situation.