At the sound of such a deep voice, the hairs on the back of Henry's neck started to raise.
Without having to turn around, he immediately knew it had to be the commander. Such an overbearing, intimidating presence demanded respect. He imagined the commander causing monsters to return to their caves with one yell.
Henry had to shake his head to snap out of it and he spun around. He felt disrespectful and immediately bowed at his waist.
"Henry, this is Commander Callum Lothian," Trenton said.
The young man hadn't even gotten a look at the commander, too nervous to make eye contact.
"It's a pleasure, Commander Lothian," Henry said to the ground.
He was proud of himself for being able to keep it together enough to speak, but he couldn't help the dejected feeling he was having.
