"It's all part of our duty, young lady," Kuber responded with a gracious smile, acknowledging their role as her escort guards.
"Please, take a seat, Sir Kuber. There's no need for you to stand the entire time," the young lady graciously invited Kuber to sit on the couch.
Nodding appreciatively, Kuber settled onto the couch while Darryl and the triplets remained standing.
"Isn't it rather peculiar, the sudden attack by these rogue monsters?" the young lady inquired skeptically.
"Indeed, it does strike as unusual that these lunar wolves would launch such a swift assault on the outpost," Kuber acknowledged, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, revealing his unease.
"It seems we're in for an extended battle against these creatures," the young lady sighed, her voice carrying a hint of weariness.
"Yes, indeed," Kuber agreed, still harboring his unease.
