The air was thick with something unspoken as Jin and his team stood near the settlement's outer boundary. There was no fanfare, no grand farewell—just a quiet acknowledgment that this was the end of their time here.
Yewon stood at the forefront, her arms crossed, posture still exuding the authority that had kept this place running. She didn't offer any pleasantries, no empty words about safe travels or gratitude. Instead, she simply gave a nod. It wasn't dismissive, nor was it reluctant. It was measured—respect, recognition, and the simple fact that their business here was done.
Jin met her gaze, mirroring the nod. He wasn't the type to stretch out moments like these. Whatever understanding had been reached between them, it didn't need words to cement it.
Behind her, the three generals stood in their usual formation, though now without the hostility that had marked their last encounter. Kang Daeho, ever the towering force of muscle and presence, was the first to break the silence.
