The eleven other guards were surprisingly cooperative. For their teammate to refer to their commander as a little one, there must be a great story.
They strolled along the man-made walkway designed to resemble a typical pedestrian path. The edges of the path were adorned with carefully grown trees that provided an ample supply of fresh oxygen to create the sensation of standing on the edge of an open ocean of ice.
They hastened across the walkway. They considered taking advantage of the comfortable seat on the left side of the path. Taking a sip of their preferred beverage. While engaging in romantic dialogue with their opposite-sex fantasy.
Well, they had to skip those thoughts. The guard leader who dared to call the commander a little one will have plenty of ways to oppress them.