"The hell…!" Commander Fred felt his environment change so rapidly that he barely had time to register anything. "What did you do…?" He growled as he leapt off Caleb's shoulders and distanced himself.
He didn't feel any sort of danger vibes from Caleb, but the fact that he did something he couldn't perceive bothered him. Looking at the man, he noticed he had changed his clothes too.
'Since when?' He wondered curiously and that was when he realized where he was. 'Huh?' The commander's eyes widened in shock.
"We're at the garrison?" He echoed as the surrounding knights stopped in their tracks to observe.
One moment they were doing their own thing, then the next, they saw their commander pop out of nowhere with some guy dressed in all black. But what really got their attention was how on guard their commander was.
His actions had prompted the knights to be guarded as well, their hostility directed at Caleb. The only thing holding them back was the command to attack.
