Jumping out the open window, Albert rushed towards the designated location for the Elven reinforcements, his bow already in his hands and a quiver full of arrows on his back.
Navigating through the city streets and jumping from object to object to avoid obstacles, Albert finally made his way to the highest points in the clearing, excluding the top of the World Tree.
Heading up the hill, Albert felt a sense of relief as he saw over five hundred archers lined up from the emergency alarm.
Lifting his elegant white bow above his hand with his right hand, Albert stared down at his soldiers, who were either confused from the sudden alarm or nervous as they had realized this was not a drill.
Silencing the cacophony of noises from his soldiers, Albert's voice rang out, even being heard from civilians in a nearby street.
"THIS IS A NOT A DRILL! FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT REALIZED, THIS IS NOT A DRILL."
