"This! This was your brilliant plan, Asher!" Anselm scolds, something he hasn't done in some time.
He isn't the only one that's unhappy with the deal I've brokered, the Mayor and the Warriors long since receded into the village, safe behind their walls. They've even gone as far as to put out the pyres of fire.
The Mayor really wants me gone.
Juri may not voice it, but the look on his face shows that he's worried, and likely for the same reasons Anselm is putting down.
"There may be fifty of them but like you said just a second ago, they have no experience fighting monsters, none of us do. We're fighting an unknown enemy here Asher!"
Anselm doesn't stop there, "Even if you manage to hold your own against the monsters, that doesn't apply to Juri and his men, it certainly doesn't apply to Piol."