Remirg had trained well enough in the last 3 years to know how to handle stuff well with a calm mind. If hoards of hundreds of grotesque creatures didn't even make him flinch, a bunch of humans couldn't. He knew not to panic in such situations. That was the uniqueness of his isolation and the worldview provided by the Warden.
He calmly sat back in his comfortable armchair and carefully heard the footsteps growing louder and louder till there was a bustle outside his office. Hundreds of conversations were breaking out outside making it look like a very busy marketplace.
A few seconds later, a short man, about 160 cm tall entered his office, opening the door slowly.
Remirg narrowed his eyes and put his hinds in front of him, anticipating the reason of the official's presence.
"Good afternoon to you sir", said the short plump man with a sense of vice in his tone.
Remirg signaled to continue without speaking, continuing with his new demeanor.
