To War With The Dryads
"My liege, do you really have to go alone?" Ember's voice was filled with genuine concern as he stepped forward, his body tense with anticipation, awaiting Akun's response.
He and the other guardians, along with the guards, stood before the castle, facing Akun. He was already clad in a formidable suit of dark silver armor, his helmet concealing his face, with only his piercing purple eyes visible, glowing brightly.
Akun's response was serious and carried a sense of gravity. His voice took on a deeper tone, reflecting his resolve as he explained, "Yes, I have to. I can't take the risk of not knowing what else the Dryads might have planned. I can't go into battle knowing you're all at risk."
Ember clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. With a heavy sigh, he finally spoke, "Okay, my liege. We wish you the best of luck in the battle." He and the others behind him bowed their heads as a sign of respect, showing their support for Akun's decision.