“How goes the clearing process?” Lance asks the moment the next patrol came in.
“We’re halfway there my lord,” answers the man that he assigned as the leader of the said group.
“Good, tell everyone to stay vigilant and cautious,” he says to them.
“Yes sir,” the men salutes.
“Anything from the inner districts?” Lance then turns to the men that were handling distress signals and listening to the radios.
“None sir, even the Black Guards are no longer answering,” the head of the groups stated.
Max just watched but he was now starting to worry, his friend has been awake for the past few days, making sure that everything was being done right and that everyone was okay.
Lance made sure that the outer district was well armed and important areas heavily guarded, thankfully no one argued as e
