A bell tolled in the distant, signifying that it was already midnight and the torches that lit the fortress walls seemed to illuminate the gaunt shadows on each and every of their faces as they waited for the return of the so called Captain who seemed to call the shots there.
Vinn was well aware that Smaller Fortress were far different from Larger Fortresses that barricaded Dragonia from Vale hence the reason why the sole control of such fortresses fell with the regional lords like Lord Baldrig.
For that reason, the military sphere had no direct authority. It was only the regional soldiers that did.
Still, she hadn't expected such fierce objection from the guards. And before the Captain could grace them with his presence, she turned to Zaren.
"Where's Xander? I thought he was with you?"
Zaren frowned slightly. "He was. But now he's inside."
