Gawain had been awakened by the noise outside while still drowsy in sleep.
The sounds of soldiers running and shouting roused him from his dreams, mingled with cries of "the rock ball has come alive" and several footsteps that sounded like they were heading to his tent. Gawain who hadn't been deep in sleep instantly sobered up. He grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on himself while directing his shout outside. "What has happened?!"
Sir Philip's voice came from outside the tent. "Your Excellency— there's something wrong with the rock ball you brought back!"
What did 'something wrong' mean?
The always clever and capable young knight had used such an unclear description that Gawain instantly realized that the situation might be rather complicated. Hence, he swiftly straightened out his clothes, picked up the Sword of Pioneers which he constantly kept with him, and lifted the screen to walk out of the tent.
