Christopher, Advika, and Sylvia were led to the top of the wall, where the panorama of the brutal battle stretched before them.
"Master Christopher."
The two guards, recognizing him, rushed forward, their expressions a mix of relief and awe.
"Do you two know him?" One of the soldiers asked, his voice laced with curiosity, as the two guards nodded.
"He is Master Christopher, the one everyone in the city is searching for," the guard said, his tone reverent.
"Yes, sir. He is the eldest son of the Valhalla family... We have sent out a message that we found him, and the Valhalla forces are on route," the second added, his eyes wide.
The two soldiers were dumbfounded, their gazes shifting between Christopher and the two sisters.
"Mr. Christopher, sorry for the mix-up... When the vice commander returns, we'll inform him."
"Now that you know who you're dealing with, can we go!" Sylvia asked with a frown, arms folded tightly.
