As Theobold's words hung in the air, it was clear that his intentions were far-reaching and his interest was not limited to just the surface level of the situation.
The tension in the air grew thicker as Theobold's presence seemed to set the tone for the unfolding events. His reputation as a powerful and shrewd commander was well-founded, and those present couldn't help but acknowledge his authority.
Otis, the commanding soldier, exchanged a wary glance with his subordinates before finally relenting, albeit begrudgingly.
"Very well, Theobold. We'll cooperate, but you better have a damn good reason for meddling in this."
Theobold smiled briefly after seeing Otis know to back off.
"You can block off the area and make sure no one leaves the premises. As for questioning the witnesses, let my subordinates do it on your behalf." Theobold said, and waved his hand, seemingly dismissing Otis as if he was a low-rank soldier.
