Ford braced himself.
Ben and Webster took point, as Ben was the only one with actual military training. The women moved further away from the dream, though Ford would have preferred they hide under the bed as Denholm usually did during moments like these.
Armed with Ben's secondary dagger, which the prince had generously loaned to him, Ford had very little to offer in the way of combat skill or experience.
Still, over the past few days, he was being subject to a trial by fire.
And survived! So far.
He was thankful for the strong survival instinct he possessed, hoping it would see him through to the end of this.
It was completely unclear to him what events had precipitated this sudden violent blowback from the Emperor, but also not his place to wonder about it right now.
