Jack, still seething with frustration, walked ahead of his friends, his mind consumed by thoughts of Treth and the challenge she posed to his position. As they continued their journey, one of Jack's subordinates couldn't help but voice their concerns.
"What should we do with her?" the subordinate asked, their voice laced with uncertainty. Jack sighed, his arms lazily resting behind his head as he contemplated the situation.
"For now, we do nothing. We must wait for Lord Dean to return and grant us permission to force her into a fight," Jack replied, his tone reflecting his cunning plan. He knew that Treth's unwavering loyalty to the hero would make it impossible for her to refuse an order from the Dean.