Estefan arrived at the fortress, his presence commanding attention as the City Guard immediately prostrated in reverence before their lord.
"So, these are all of them?" Estefan remarked, his gaze settling on the Red Serpents who were forced to kneel in the courtyard, their limbs bound with glowing runic cuffs.
"Yes, my lord," Frejlurd replied, stepping beside the Baron. "They've been completely restrained. The cuffs render their movements controllable. We've ensured they remain on their knees until ordered otherwise."
"Excellent," Estefan said with a faint, sinister smile. He turned to Frejlurd with quiet anticipation. "And? Have you prepared what I instructed you to?"
Frejlurd hesitated briefly, then nodded. "Yes, my lord... But are you certain it should be done in front of them?" He gestured toward the few relatives of the victims present within the fortress.
