"Your Highness!"
A guard scrambled over, nearly tripping over his own two feet. His face was red and puffy as he panted, his shoulders heaving up and down as he desperately tried to regulate his breathing. When he finally arrived by Leonora's side, he had to lean over, his hands pressed against his knees to support his own weight.
"What is it?" Leonora asked.
She had just arrived in the section of town that had been assigned to her and was just about to start her search. This guard was part of the scouts that had been sent out for preliminary investigation in hopes of finding news about Alistair's whereabouts.
After all, he wasn't in the underground labyrinth anymore. The chances he was up and around running about town were much higher since that was where there was fresh blood up for grabs.
