Even from high in the sky, Ashrik recognized the man's imposing frame and the faint white streaks in his close-cropped hair. His marks of age did nothing to soften the sharpness of his presence.
Commander Wu approached the gate, carrying a formidable aura with each step he took. His unexpected arrival had caused another commotion among the soldiers, especially after the shocking thing that had befell Deputy Commander Jia.
Below, the soldiers rushed to form ranks. "Commander Wu, salute!"
"Be at ease," the middle-aged man lifted one hand, his sharp eyes sweeping the entire area. "I'm here to meet your commander."
From their vantage above the high wall, wind shrouding them in soft currents. Ashrik heard Isaac let out a low breath as he uttered, "He looks... quite scary."
"He is," Ashrik murmured. "People always said Vermillion Garrison's Brian Wu is like a walking fortress. He's stricter and more unforgiving than Commander Duan."
