The three captains arrived within ten minutes, their boots echoing against the stone of the central castle's courtyard. Just from the broad, triumphant smiles stretched across their faces, I knew how thrilled they were.
The adrenaline of taking a city was a powerful drug, and for a moment, the heavy tension of the apocalypse seemed to have lifted from their shoulders.
"Boss," Leo said, stepping forward. It seemed he had been infected by the spearhead's habits, as he had started using the same casual address that the other leader favoured. "Whassup? You called for a meeting of the minds?"
I looked at them, my expression remained neutral as I leaned against the railing of the chariot. "I see you're feeling good about this victory," I said, my voice grounding their excitement.
I slowly drew my teleportation staff from its sheath. "But for the record, this is just a minor win. It will mean absolutely nothing if we don't end up crushing that tower up there."
