"The central districts are mostly under our control, and before the month is over, we'll have them fully secured without any major complications," Frejlurd reported to the Baron, his tone steady with confidence. "Only a few scattered remnants remain, criminals who slipped away during the initial sweep. They're hiding in pockets across the city, but thanks to the cooperation of the citizens, we already have intelligence on their locations."
"That's good to hear," Estefan replied, lounging comfortably as he enjoyed a plate of honey drizzled with wafers alongside a glass of freshly pressed juice. "Before the month's end, I expect your authority over this region to be absolute."
Frejlurd inclined his head in acknowledgment. "It will be done, my lord. Once the stragglers are gone, neither the Zorthar nor the Lutis will have any real foothold here."
Estefan paused mid bite, tilting his head slightly. "Don't the Lutis still operate in this central area?"
