As for the heroes and the Honor Guard, they needed to go deep in, warning those adventurers while bringing death to the cultists.
Once the explanations here were mostly done, Barton looked at the situation ahead and spoke.
"They've almost cleared it all, it's time for us to take the stage."
"Rally our forces!"
No one wasted words, each turned back to prepare.
By this time, those informed were already in position.
The Honor Guard had long assembled, eager to declare the Lord's wrath upon the enemy.
Beside them was Boslake and some Barbarian Mercenaries, who had shed the nervousness and frustration from when they first arrived; the restorative days quickly bringing them back to form.
Of course, the rumors of relics might have also spurred their fantasies of fortune, as these people, having long served as mercenaries within the empire, had somewhat assimilated.
