In a blur of motion, Asher, William, Finch, Daniel, Samuel, Clara, and Aiden returned to Norman's side, each of them instinctively forming a protective ring around the carriage. Although the situation had taken a drastic and unforeseen turn, their mission still remained unchanged: guard the carriage and ensure its safe transport.
'What Life Rank are they?' Asher wondered silently as he stared ahead with sharp, observant eyes. He did not need to guess to know the obvious truth, these people were assassins. Their movements, their silence, their presence… it was all too familiar. His thoughts drifted to the assassins who had been after Norman's head within the Whale Barony, back before this mission had begun in earnest. The resemblance was uncanny, and it made his expression tighten.
