Hearing some lengthy, suspicious speeches from near the entrance and a commotion, Nao quietly covers the corpse and any blood with a tablecloth, adding to the overall picture of chaos, and then goes to the door of the room, where he sees old acquaintances.
-- Hello.
Airlis Remi snorted with laughter through his steel helmet. — I haven't heard a more suspicious excuse yet. Martin, you know, call for reinforcements just in case, because there are a lot of these guys here, and who knows what they might do.
— That's true... Remi, listen, here... give me your helmet. — The guard didn't understand the meaning of his comrade's request, but he fulfilled it, after which the old man began to bang the sword against the helmet and call for reinforcements.
— Damn, not like that!