"Sir, what shall we do? Can we trust them?" One of the higher ranking soldiers asked as he still had his spear aimed towards Meomi. The scene before their eyes did not really inspire confidence towards their new 'allies'.
"Despite what they did to our Grandmaster, I can assure you that they have the best of intentions for our people! " Nightingale risked her life by putting herself between the spear and Meomi's body even though she knew full well that Meomi was more than capable of dealing with the soldiers herself. After all, the Werecat was at least as or even more powerful than her.
"I've seen them fight to the teeth against the Demon Rats and they came out victorious while ensuring that the citizens were not killed. They might be foul mouthed, yet they also have the necessary strength and capabilities to back up such arrogance!"
