The two wolf guards gracefully descended from the walls, landing on the ground with a soft thud. Despite the considerable height of their fall, the ground beneath them remained unscathed, a proof of its remarkable sturdiness.
"My name is Thalagar," one of them introduced himself, while the other added, "Mine is Thalagor."
Thalagar stepped forward, his posture confident as he spoke. "Our liege instructed us to expect your arrival. He had the beast folk prepare a proper resting place for the King of the Leonheart nation before his arrival at the capital."
Oliver nodded, taking in the information. "Is that so?" he remarked.
Thalagor confirmed with a nod. "Yes, indeed. You both can go ahead and report to him. We'll take care of guiding the king to where he will spend the night."
