Lyrian's words felt like a barrage of machine gun bullets assaulting the minds of those listening without any rest.
They wanted to say, 'Wait wait wait!' But couldn't even find the opportunity to do so.
"Rastran," Lyrian faced the man sitting across from him at the round table, "I trust that you will have these search parties ready as soon as possible." He said with a stern tone.
Rastran had barely said a word this entire time. He simply sat with his arms crossed, a serious expression donning his face. He continued staying silent, as the others tried to work out what was going on.
"Don't you think it a bit too hasty to do that? Shouldn't we look into it more?" Hanol from the Jade Spice Cove finally spoke up. He seemed slightly nervous, but also serious in his speech.
