"Commander Aster?" Eric echoed after Winter as they both heaved heavy sighs of relief.
Aster, with her overwhelming robe, stepped out properly from the shadows with a group of expert mages and swordsmen pouring in after her. They were grand.
Aster walked briskly towards the both of them, her robe blowing behind her. She had a stern expression on her face.
"Winter, what have you done to us? What have you brought to this guild?"
Winter's eyes widened, her face turning white, devoid of blood. "I… I…"
"You have brought us to doom. That's what you've done. The Darkies now have something huge against us should the empire hear about this," Commander Aster half-yelled.
"That's right, my Winter," Ray walked in, in his usual majestic steps. "We have managed to send Meraslerra and her full unit; they're riding back to their base, but they've seen the anomaly. As we speak, they've also sent messages to the Imperial court now."
