With Bullseye's defeat still fresh in their minds, the rebels found themselves consumed by curiosity. They exchanged bewildered glances and began questioning each other, desperate to find someone who had caught a glimpse of their mysterious savior's face. But their inquiries proved fruitless, as none had been fortunate enough to witness Fein's visage. Still, there was no time for idle speculation. They knew they had to seize the moment.
A surge of determination coursed through the rebels, dispelling their curiosity and focusing their attention back on the task at hand. They understood that the opportunity before them was too valuable to squander. It was time to strike while the iron was hot and bring the fight to the soldiers of the noble houses.
