With the fighting having eased over the last few days, Robson had let his soldiers get plenty of rest.
As for the Beastmen catching up...
The Beastmen were likely still repairing the Magic Bridge. Besides, the army had now entered the griffins' patrol zone, so the Beastmen's every move was under constant watch.
When Prince Noah arrived near Robson's main encampment, leading his last few dozen Extraordinary Personal Guards and riding his Ice Lion, he saw the area in the distance was brightly lit and felt momentarily confused.
"Halt! This is a military encampment. State your business!"
Prince Noah had not even gotten close to the camp—he was still over a mile out—when he was halted by a patrolling Ranger.
Scolded by a mere mortal soldier, Mage Norria was about to retort when Prince Noah raised a hand to stop him.
'Since we're here to ask for a favor, we need to act like it. As long as I can accomplish my goal, what does a little lost dignity matter?'
