Troubling Shallians

"Betrayal… Help me, brothers… Great betrayal…"

With his face covered in ashes and his clothes half-burned, Fen didn't even need to speak anything at all. Just the way he looked said wonders about what happened to the approaching patrol from the north.

Only able to utter yet another set of cliche lines that a person in the situation that Fen wanted to sell would most likely yell or whisper, as before he could open his mouth even once again, the young man was already supported by the strong arms of the Shalian soldier.

"What happened?"

Not bothering to ask any unnecessary questions, the man looked at Fen's face with all his attention focused on the young man's eyes.

'Shit, they had to actually send someone capable…'