Minos shot the Elder an amused glance as he gave Abby's shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
"Elder," Minos began, his tone a mix of respect and casual familiarity, "I believe we've weathered a series of life-or-death challenges that have molded us into who we are today. We've had our fair share of both fortune and misfortune, in just the right proportions, I'd say."
Juma's gaze shifted to Minos, vivid memories flooding back. He clearly recalled how this young man's exceptional skills had amplified the abilities of Abby and many guild warriors during the grueling war against Firestone Mines.
"General Minos…" Juma said, a hint of nostalgia in his voice.
"Actually, it's Commander now—Uzira's post Chief Commander, to be precise," he corrected the Elder, who he sought not because of raw power, but because the man was an Elder on the guild Council, a high level Supreme who knew all about Armhands and how to lead their efforts in Uzira.
