Mountain of-
"Bring more men! WHAT'S THE HOLD-UP!? Did you send the signal??" a burly man wearing a white uniform with black imprints shouted while being escorted by nearly a dozen others in similar uniforms.
They were marching through the city streets headed for the headquarters of the outer city.
One of the men following along ran up beside him and started giving all the details.
"Yes, sir, we did Master Chaplin. The signal went out almost half an hour ago and the first platoon has already returned. The others should be on their way. We still have no news of Lord Dai Zhi."
"Hmph!"
They turned the corner and the headquarters came into view, along with several figures standing along the road.
The Master Chaplin continued in his usual haughty manner for a few meters until he recognized one of the figures and his demeanor immediately changed.
He ran towards this person with a hunched back and a servile smile while rubbing his hand.