Third Person's POV...
A pre-dawn chill swept over the southern outskirts of Fers Domain as Vivienne—the Sly Knightess—led her team through narrow, debris-strewn alleyways. The designated evacuation zone was a cluster of modest shelters and narrow streets where frightened citizens had begun to gather. The air was heavy with uncertainty and the low hum of distant sirens; yet even in this grim setting, hope flickered in determined hearts.
At the forefront, Vivienne's silver-black armor gleamed under the weak streetlights as she shouted commands to the civilians. "This way! Follow me—stay close and keep moving!" Her voice, authoritative yet warm, cut through the murmurs of panic. Despite her limited combat skills, she knew her true strength lay in inspiring trust.
Behind her moved the trio of warriors assigned to assist her—Raya, Iris, and Livia. Their steps were synchronized, every movement a practiced dance honed through relentless training.
