Gill smirked and took it, and Baku dragged Epo forward, his claws threateningly on his neck. The enemy crowd cleared the way like a wave parting, easily allowing the two of them to reach the gates.
In fact, considering the sheer number of them—there were hundreds if not thousands of them compared to the two of them—if they were brave, they might have had a chance to rescue their lord.
But they were cowards who only thought of surviving themselves; how could they risk their lives for someone else?
"So the war is over now?" Baku asked, dragging Epo a bit more harshly due to his impatience. "When do we go to Gochi?!"
"Later," Gill said as he walked briskly, making Baku grit his teeth a bit. Epo could only cry as he tried to keep up with the large half-orc. He at least needed the decency to be walking rather than literally dragged helplessly.
Gill nor Baku cared for the man's psyche at the moment.
