The soldier stopped and saluted. "Sir! A ship from our continent has arrived!"
"Oh?" Jaigar raised an eyebrow. "It seems the team has arrived, huh?" He turned, a smirk forming on his lips. "I hope it's my team and not one of Julius's annoying groups. Is it Angrar?"
"We don't know yet, Sir. The captain just told me to inform you."
"Alright, alright." Jaigar waved his hand dismissively. "You take charge here and make sure these filth keep working. If they get lazy, shoot them."
"Yes, Sir!"
Jaigar turned and began walking toward the dock, his smirk widening.
Let's see who decided to grace us with their presence today.
After a while.
Jaigar stood at the dock, accompanied by his chosen team, watching as the large ship slowly pulled into port. The vessel was a mix of modern and traditional design, its wooden hull reinforced with metal plating, and a gangplank was lowered from the side with a heavy thud against the stone pier.
