Rion wrapped the white cloth around his waist and stepped out of the hut.
Dora followed afterwards.
A few steps later, all of his fifty group members fell into his vision.
They greeted him with warm smiles, and suddenly, Waron stepped forward.
He knelt before him and muttered with a lowered head, "Please accept my apology for daring to test you, my liege."
Rion stared at him with a calm gaze and said evenly, "I didn't do all of this for you..."
His gaze shifted towards Armin and Moria. "Or those two, I did it for the people I care about, the people I love and for the Dhaevrak. I accept your apology, but..."
Waron lifted his head, looked at him and whispered, "But?"
"A man should take responsibility for their choices. You," he pointed at the other two and continued, "And you two will be tasked to help the gatherers."
"I accept, my liege," Waron said.
Moria's face held a troubled expression as he stepped forward and asked, "Are our squad members allowed to help us?"
