The early morning fog clung to the ground as Sophie's squad, accompanied by Dravis and Sylvanna, marched steadily through the winding path toward the cursed town. Sophie's breath clouded in the cold air, her mind focused on the upcoming mission, but the tension between the knights and the adventurers was palpable. Sylvanna, as usual, kept making sharp, teasing remarks that seemed to grate on Sharon and some of the other knights.
"Do you always walk this slow, or is this your version of a brisk march?" Sylvanna said, her voice carrying a mocking lilt as she eyed the knights. "I thought royal knights were supposed to be faster."
Sharon, who had been walking just behind Sophie, bristled at the comment, shooting a glare at the rogue. "We move at the pace of our captain," she snapped, her fiery temper flaring up. "Maybe you should learn something about discipline instead of running your mouth."
