[Captain! Please be safe!]
Ta! Ta!
The Vice Captain of the Sparrow Knights ran through the corridors of the Chief's castle, despite his bones still throbbing from Ariel's ice.
He was determined to fulfill his Captain's order, one which he whispered to him before asking his comrades to accompany him to the Infirmary.
[Those damn treacherous brats! How dare they take over Frostfront?!]
[I don't care if he's the son of Sir Hawke, a deserter like him isn't worthy of becoming the Chief!]
The young Knight continued sprinting through the corridors at full speed, heading for Lark's office.
[It doesn't matter how powerful that brat is...]
"Huff... Huff..."
He caught his breath and retrieved a key from his bumbag, unlocking the door and he entered Lark's office, his gaze filled with an unwavering loyalty.
[With this...]
He opened the bottom drawer to Lark's desk, and removed the false bottom.