As Soren walked through the hallways of the kingdom Katolis, doing his royal duties as the crown guard, breathing in the fresh air. Then heard a few footsteps from afar.

He whipped around and looked towards the direction with an eyebrow cocked, his gaze lingering towards the direction sounds came from.

“Hello? Someone there?” He called, waiting for a response.

He kept a grip on his sword, ready to unsheathe for any possible danger. His blonde hair blowing along with the soft wind.