The two then turned their horses around and trotted back along the path. Colin and the others immediately shouldered their packs and followed close behind.
The group followed the path up to a small hill.
There were no large trees on the hill—only shrubs, grass, and thick layers of moss.
With an unobstructed view, they could see tall figures in the distance confronting a group of smaller ones. It was clearly the Giants and the Baron who had given chase.
The two groups stood several dozen meters apart, seemingly in conversation.
"That's our lord over there, sirs," the Attendant leading the way said. "We have to hurry."
"You stay here and watch our packs. Leave the rest to us," Colin said, shrugging off his backpack and dropping it on the spot. He then led the others in a charge forward. One of the two Attendants remained with the baggage, while the other followed behind them.
As they rushed forward, it seemed the negotiations ahead had broken down.
