After making the arrangements, he had all one hundred high-ranking Rangers change into Nightstalker Sets. When they assembled again, an elite Ranger company had taken shape. At least, that was how it looked from the outside. He led this superbly equipped, formidable company down through Jintha'Alor to inspect the troops guarding the city.
To put it bluntly, he was using his position as their leader to take a bunch of elite bruisers downstairs and show off. But he was not doing it out of boredom. He had a purpose. Why else would he take his strongest hundred high-ranking Rangers, pass them off as a company, and bring them on an inspection?
First, as Jintha'Alor's de facto leader, he had to show his face before his subordinates from time to time! At the very least, they needed to recognize him. It would hardly do if his soldiers did not even know who their boss was!
The second reason was safety. Although quite a few of the Elves and humans guarding Jintha'Alor had accepted the loyalty of the elite Vilebranch Troll soldiers, Yu Lin Bloodhawk still had his reservations. After all, Jintha'Alor had belonged to the Trolls not long ago. To put it plainly, this elite company was going down there to intimidate them.
Third, he wanted the human and Troll soldiers to see them, so they would know there was at least one such elite company stationed above. Whether they would assume all the Elves up there were equally formidable was another matter.
In any case, his main reason for bringing them down was to strengthen the human and Troll soldiers' confidence that they could hold Jintha'Alor. More importantly, he wanted to frighten the surrendered elite Vilebranch Troll soldiers and keep them from entertaining any unnecessary ideas. If they thought all