Two days later, when Ang received the order to report for duty at Fokas Fortress, he was completely stunned.
The order had come too suddenly, like a heavy hammer crashing into his heart.
He sat in the command room of Blue Bridge Fortress, clutching the parchment in his hand with a deeply furrowed brow.
Quintina stood beside him, glanced at the order, and asked worriedly, "Ang, what does this mean? Report for duty? The battle has only just stabilized. Why summon you over there in such a hurry?"
Ang rubbed his temples and forced a faint smile. "I'm not sure either. Maybe it really is a report for duty, or maybe... there are other arrangements."
He kept his tone light, trying to conceal his unease, but the doubt in his eyes still gave him away.
Quintina frowned and folded her arms across her chest. "Can't you refuse to go? I have a bad feeling about this. It feels like some new trouble is waiting for you."
Her voice was full of concern, even carrying a trace of pleading. Ang looked at her, gently ruffled her hair, and smiled. "Don't worry. Unless a legendary powerhouse makes a move personally, could they really stop me from escaping?"
He deliberately used a relaxed tone to reassure her, but he had no confidence himself—Fokas Fortress was the command center controlling more than a dozen fortresses. Who knew what purpose was hidden behind this summons?
Quintina wanted to say more, but seeing the determination on Ang's face, she could only sigh, nod, and stop trying to persuade him.
Ang patted her shoulder, turned around, and began arranging Blue Bridge Fortress's affairs.
He handed over the defenses to Dana, inspected the Supply Depot, and specifically instructed Dana to arrange stronger night patrols.
After finishing everything, his