The moment the Black Guards arrived Lance was already waiting for them, K was shocked to see him standing in wait as the men disembarked.
“My Lord, it is good to see that you are alright, apologies for the wait,” the man saluted then gave a bowed to him.
“How many men do you have?” he looks at the soldiers who were marching out of the ships.
“My lord?” K could not help his curiosity from the question.
“How many men did you bring?” He asks again.
“We have roughly a thousand sire, this was suppose to be a rescue mission since we could not leave the base unattended,” K explains.
“That’s not enough,” Lance let out a deep sigh, thinking of what possible measures he needed to do to compensate for this.
“Is there something wrong my lord?” K was now a bit worried as he inquired.
Yet Lance
