Baron Anthony stood with his soldiers at the crossroads, waiting for Malin. When Malin arrived, the young man handed the flag he was carrying to Malin.
"There's no need for this," Malin shook his head.
"This is the Gallo family's honor, Mr. Malin. Since the dark ages, our family has always fought under this Battle Flag. Sometimes, we entrust the flag to the most fearless warrior, asking him to carry it for us. Today, I have found that warrior." Anthony's right hand held a short sword, a caster's sword, in place of a magic wand.
Malin considered for a few seconds, finally extending his hand to take the flag.
"Gallo warriors! Forward!" Malin gave a sharp snap with the Battle Flag and then raised it high.
Although it was somewhat short, the soldiers from the Gallo family cheered excitedly nonetheless.