"Soldiers," one of them stepped forward and questioned, "your fellow scouts left hours ago. "What are you two still doing here?"
Cornered.
Lord Grania and his human companion, Skyler, found themselves surrounded by Ethisian soldiers who seemed to have discovered them.
In front of them stood the guards, each armed with heavy gun-like weapons that seemed capable of delivering damaging blows. Lord Grania remained where he was, frozen like a dear in headlights. Skyler, on the other hand, couldn't help but overthink her situation.
The pressure she felt from standing before these soldiers began to mount and she wasn't sure if she was strong enough to hold her Ethisian form. If she slipped up, even once, it could spell certain death for her and Lord Grania.
'Do something,' she pleaded in her head, begging that the Granian Lord would come up with a reasonable and believable lie, 'do something, or else they're going to figure us out.'