Silent stand-off

"Boss! There is some trouble!" One of the mercenaries rushed through the doors and reported. 

"What's going on?" Markus raised his head from the pile of documents he was reading, looking at the man with curiosity brimming in his eyes. 

'Just what kind of thing had to happen for them to be unable to solve it on their own?' He thought, puzzled by the situation. 'Weren't they amongst the best mercenaries in the entire camp?' he recalled the high praises the owner of the mercenary guild sang about those people. 

"Sir, it seems that someone used the illusion techniques to stir the crowd up!" the mercenary reported properly, yet he refused to look Markus in his eyes.

"And? If it's just an illusion, either calm the people down or strike down the one creating it," Markus replied and shrugged his shoulders. He then moved his eyes back on the piece of paper he was holding.