Outside the hall, the guards who are stationed to secure the annex building are running around, yelling at each other for back-ups. Aevahn and his entourage ignored the uproar and continued walking out of there as if they have all the right to do so.
The men who recognized him flocked, in order to protect him. Aevahn found this a little amusing, how they are so dedicated to their jobs. They even have no idea that he had sold all their souls to the enemies and yet they are here, making sure he's being covered from the unexpected raid.
'Oh well, it's not like he told them to look after him…'
"Sir! Please return and escape to the back instead. The enemies are already on their way here and it will be bad if you meet them halfway," the stalwart man informed him.
"They are?" was his response, faking a surprised expression.
The chaos around them ensued.
"Back up! We need back up!"
"Did the elders leave?"
