But Oskar seemed to have gotten his voice and a little bit of courage back. "But that ship belongs to..."
Elder Siegmar whirled on him, hands slightly raised as if to strike him, and Oskar kept quiet again, flinching back with his eyes lowered. The two of them did not say anything as they went to the bird-like ship to collect their Errant Knight forces. They stood on their flying instrument and ran off, appearing as if they couldn't wait to get out of Vale's sight.
Vale watched them go with a slightly disappointed look, as if he didn't like the way things ended.
Valtor echoed his thoughts. "Is it wise to let them go? We can still chase them down and kill them; they can't resist us at all! I feel like they would just bring more disaster down on us."
Vale sighed. "They will. They will try their possible best to stir their Clan against us."
