Whisker, on the other hand, let out a dry laugh.
"Haha, what do you mean, friend?"
The warden gestured toward Atticus and the others.
"Processing only needs one warden. The rest of you are just crowding the place."
"Ah, right, right. They just came to see me off." Whisker chuckled. "I promised them a round of drinks later. Now they won't stop following me."
A faint smile appeared on the man's face as he looked at Atticus and the others with an amused glint in his eyes.
"You heard him. Stay back. I promise I won't run off." Whisker said.
"You better not."
Thora said with a grin. Atticus and the others silently nodded before moving away.
As Whisker entered the building, Atticus exchanged glances with Azeron and the others, and they began making their way toward what they considered the main building.
"Hey!"
Atticus frowned as he felt an arm wrap around his shoulders. He forced himself not to react instinctively and turned to see a broad Willguard staring at him with a grin.
