Stormed In
Wilmot scrutinized the gun in his hand with a serious expression. His brow was furrowed with a hint of worry, and his eyes reflected a slight trace of suspicion.
It was a weapon that appeared nearly identical to their standard-issued rifle.
This familiarity only deepened the sense of concern etched on the general's face.
"You say there's someone distributing this weapon to the public," Wilmot inquired.
The scout nodded in response. "That's what the young man I met claimed."
"What a troublesome development," Wilmot Aymer clicking his tongue.
He clearly vexed by the turn of events.
The presence of these weapons was the fact that hard to swallow.
It means the enemy, whoever they are, had apparently touched the level of weapon technology on par with the kingdom.
Wilmot couldn't be sure how effective these weapons were, but the mere presence of this weaponry was enough to set off alarm bells.