[Mikleo resists the urge to drag a hand down his face. He follows after her, drawing his bow to be prepared for any surprises.]
Nobunaga, you shouldn't rush ahead like—
[He stops when he hears the laughter of children. It's somewhat distant, but it makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He focuses his mana to create an arrow and walks cautiously forward, ready to draw and release it at a moment's notice.]
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Nobunaga, you shouldn't rush ahead like—
[He stops when he hears the laughter of children. It's somewhat distant, but it makes the hair on the back of his neck stand up. He focuses his mana to create an arrow and walks cautiously forward, ready to draw and release it at a moment's notice.]