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Barik stood at the exercise square with his hands folded over his chest, watching the women and man fighting. He was supposed to train them, but at that moment someone caught his attention. Disfavored were like a family to each other, so when in their house - hurriedly but neatly prepared camp - someone new appeared, everyone immediately saw it.
Through his narrow visor of the helmet, he caught sight of the figure in the red cloak, which slipped smoothly between the soldiers, heading straight for the command tent.
Barik tugged his muscles under the armor, ready at any moment to throw himself at the intruder if he only got the order, but the Iron Marshal remained calm, so apparently the arrival of this person had been announced earlier. He narrowed his eyes, wondering if he had seen this man somewhere and why this he wears a mask. He did not think it was permanently attached, he finally had to eat. However, when he lost sight of this character, he again focused on his duty.
"Remember about footwork, or someone will cut your legs before you can say sword!" He shouted to the fighting man and his armor rattled.