Swordmasters' Oath

The group of seven soldiers brought Osman along on their trip beyond the first and then the second layer of the guards, then through the camp's perimeter, over the first layer of the groundworks, and then, right before they would reach the outermost defensive wall of the camp, they took a turn towards the forest.

'Is it here?' Osman thought, patiently waiting for the ambush to spring up, eager to figure out just what kind of tricks those naive idiots had in store.

'Did they really believe someone like the young lady wouldn't have one by her side?' Osman thought, a small smile lingering on his lips as the soldiers pulled him deeper and deeper between the trees.

Soon, Osman lost track of even the most remote signs of the nearby troops, making it clear that the other party was trying to isolate him.

And just not to let them worry too much, Osman hid his smile before asking with the utmost of his seriousness,