Cedric answered immediately.
"Within days."
The room fell quiet after that.
Not the comfortable kind of silence either.
The heavy kind.
The kind where everyone inside already understood what the conversation truly meant.
Elaina remained calm on the surface, but her thoughts were already moving ahead. If the brigands really planned to strike within days, then Atlas would not have much time.
There would be reconnaissance missions.
Defensive planning.
Caravan security.
Possible combat operations.
Atlas had handled dangerous contracts before, but this felt different from ordinary guild work. This was not a monster extermination request or escort duty through dangerous roads.
This sounded closer to war.
And if the reports were accurate, the city guards in Falmouth were going to have a serious problem.
