At the very front, the Swordmaster City delegation, Qivius, stood close to Lester. His chin lifted a fraction higher than courtesy allowed, a triumph tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Jared! Drag yourself out here now!" Lester roared. "If anything bad happens to Kael, the Sword Sect will be doomed!"
The massive gate groaned open.
Jared stepped through at an unhurried pace, Corin, Flaxseed, and Lyra fanning out behind him.
A slim rank of Sword Sect disciples followed, heads high, eyes blazing with the eerie calm of people who had already promised their lives to a cause.
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