Ilyon approached the group that was healing Rowan slowly as he prepared his sword.
"He's lost a lot of blood"
Three members of White Iron chatted as they checked on Rowan's condition while crouching beside him.
"We can see that, but his body can still hold out till the swarm at the frontlines is taken care of. And with the herbs and potions we've used, he should start feeling better soon"
"Thankfully, we have the guildmaster here or else those snakes would have killed us all"
At the end of that sentence, a shadow loomed over the three men as they turned their heads upwards, only to be shocked a moment later as one of them quickly spoke up.
"G-Guild master, what are you doing here?"
Ilyon looked at him, puzzled.
"Do I need a reason to inform you before checking on the Admiral's condition?"
Realizing his blunder, the man quickly apologized, hitting his head on the floor.
"Forgive me for stepping out of my boundaries! I had not noticed your presence beforehand!"
