Retaliation (5)

The civilians, caught in the middle of this frantic manhunt, were being handled roughly, their protests echoing through the square.

"These people doesn't know what's the best for them," Quakestrike said.

Erik, maintaining his role as Samuel, projected a facade of stoicism, avoiding any action that would draw attention to himself.

"Indeed, sir. They should bow their head and do as we say. And yet…"

Quakestrike, wrapped in his arrogance, spoke.

"Our? You mean the Blackguards' …"

"Yes, sir. Obviously."

Quakestrike turned to Erik, his voice carrying a hint of impatience. "How many people are on the scene?"

"Few," Erik said, maintaining his composure. "Just a handful of trusted men. We didn't want to make too much noise about it."