Suspension

France, December 20th 1803

7:34 PM

The situation in the tent was still full of tension. Johan was turned to Herman, waiting for his answer while the captain didn't seem to be willing to answer anything.

Meanwhile, Lukas was being helped off the ground by Luther. "Stand up slowly, okay, Lukas? Do you feel dizzy?" he asked.

Lukas panted, still catching his breath. "...I'm fine," he said, trying not to show his shaky voice.

Herman gritted his teeth at Lukas. "You're fine? Oh, well, I can mention many people who're not fine because of you, you little prick!" he said.

Lukas gritted his teeth back at him. "...You are so dumb, aren't you, Herman? Attacking your own vice-captain like this? Are you aware of what might happen if the word spreads?" he asked.

Herman scoffed. "Yes, I'm aware, and I'm ready to fight all the consequences. I know what my actions might bring, different from a few people..." he replied.