The three of them were tied up tightly and thrown against the wall.
Dan Heng sat in the middle, still silent.
March 7th sat on the left, glaring viciously at the blue-haired man beside her.
Sampo sat on the far right, wearing an awkward smile as he kept inching toward the side with fewer Silvermane Guards.
Only to be blocked by a male Silvermane Guard with a flushed face.
Sampo: "..."
That Silvermane Guard sat down beside Sampo, placed a hand on his bad knee, and stroked it back and forth with great enjoyment.
He said happily:
"Run, then~ Go on, run. If Executive Officer Yan Huan hadn't deployed us so brilliantly this time, I'm afraid I'd never have gotten the chance to touch you like this."
"W-What are you doing?!" Sampo cried in alarm, hurriedly shifting away from the Silvermane Guard who looked a little off.
Just as he was about to bump into Dan Heng, March 7th, sitting to his left, snapped unhappily:
"Stay away from us!"
"..."
Sampo turned to the strange Silvermane Guard and pleaded:
"See that poker-faced guy over there? He's way more interesting than me. Could you go mess with him instead?"
The Guard shifted closer still, licking his lips as he said excitedly:
"No can do. I don't like that type."
Sampo: "..."
The other Silvermane Guards, along with Bronya and Yan Huan, lit a bonfire and rested where they were.
"Executive Officer Yan Huan, we have you to thank for this." Bronya reached out to touch the flickering flames and smiled at Yan Huan.
"Hehe, you flatter me... you flatter me." Yan Huan crouched beside Bronya, giving an awkward laugh.
"I heard you even took a hidden arrow for one of the Guards. Are you all right?"
"I'm not. I'm really not.