They quickly arrived at the location where the town administrator was, and were directed to meet with him immediately.
For a town administrator that was usually supposed to look plump and well-put together, this man wasn't… Or at least, he currently didn't look to be.
Greaves, as Finn quickly got to know his name, was a man who looked like he hadn't slept in a week. His office in the town hall was cluttered with reports, supply ledgers, and architectural plans for additional fortifications.
"More academy students," he said when Finn and Elara were shown in. He didn't sound particularly relieved. "How many did they send this time?"
"Five. Eleven in total, including both teams." Finn sat without being invited. "Tell me about the attacks. Everything, not just what you put in the official reports."
Greaves blinked at the direct command, then seemed to decide Finn's age didn't matter if he was actually here to help.
