The Crimson General stood motionless at the center of the paved road that led to the castle, his imposing figure casting a long shadow beneath the blazing sun. His presence alone was enough to command absolute silence, and because their master was waiting, the entire castle waited alongside him. Not a single servant, guard, or sentinel dared utter a word. The heat was oppressive, the sun merciless, yet none dared complain. They stood in rigid attention, knowing full well that any sign of discomfort would be met with icy disapproval.