Third Person's POV
Only in Frostbite Town would they be truly safe.
Klein sighed too. "Let's do as you say. I'll help with all my might," he said, glancing back at the house.
"Can't stand these sad stories. I'll patrol outside."
"Be careful," Lance warned.
Klein snorted. "With my skills, who in this border city can spot me?"
Tommy had already started distributing food—sausage, stewed meat, sandwiches, bread, and water.
Marsh couldn't chew, so he soaked bread in water, fed to him bite by bite by Tommy.
All was quiet, even the wind had stopped.
Though nearing July, the weather should have cooled, but the Dragon Ash Werewolf Kingdom's border city, which froze in winter, was now oppressively hot.
Beyond the sounds of chewing, there was utter silence.
Long after finishing their meal,
