Sylvan's Discipline       

A heavy tension descended upon the group as Sylvan pressed on, his voice resonating with the authority befitting a young master.

 

"As the leader of this group, I can't let you go on without punishing you," Sylvan declared, emphasizing his point by crossing his arms.

 

Seraphim blinked, and a palpable tension gripped the others. The adventure hadn't even started, yet the atmosphere within the group was already fraught with strain.

 

'It looks like this won't be a walk in the park,' Xin mused, sensing that challenges might arise sooner than expected.

 

"Uhm, Sir Sylvan, since Seraphim is already here, can you let this one slide, just for this time?" Ignis implored, adopting a posture of prayer as if begging the young master for leniency.