"Commander, the trap in area 6 has been triggered," a middle-aged man, adorned in bronze light armor, reported to the commander, who, unlike him, was adorned in arctic blue light armor, a long sword strapped to his waist.
"I just got back from a survey, and now you want to bother me. Do whatever you want and report the findings tomorrow," the commander said, walking past the warrior as he headed towards his tent.
"What got him grumpy?" the middle-aged warrior asked, his question directed to Joe and Mark, who had joined the commander in his survey.
"There might be an arcane skeleton in the outer region," Joe blurted out unconsciously.
Smack!! Mark smacked him on the back of his head for giving false information.
It was not yet proven that the creature was an arcane skeleton knight; creating panic now was childish and stupid.
"Hey?!" Holding his head, Joe tried to talk back but immediately stopped as he noticed the look Mark threw at him.
