With each passing moment, the figures grew larger, revealing their distinct features and equipment. The group’s gazes were fixed on the descending parachutists, their hearts pounding with a blend of excitement and uncertainty. They wondered who these newcomers were and what their purpose might be in joining them on this perilous journey.

"You guys look like little kids waiting for new toys," Terry furrowed his eyebrows.

Before long, Terry let out a sigh when he found some members of the first elite team alongside Rebecca approaching... it seemed that the message had reached them, and they decided to come. Juan was one of them as well, so Terry didn’t feel that confident that the reinforcements would be that useful.

"What the hell? I thought that Terry was in dire need of having his ass saved," Rebecca said and then smirked when she landed. "Maybe we received the wrong message."

The others landed as well and soon explained what they had heard from the message... they didn’t expect that half of the situation would have been dealt with two days later.

With the extra five hunters equipped with Terry’s weapons, the odds improved a bit, but the sun was setting when they arrived, so they changed their plans.

"I get the gist... while you guys somehow solved half of the issue, it seems that you paid the price almost too high," Rebecca said while looking around.

"Do we have enough trustworthy people that you decided to leave your siblings behind with someone else?" Terry asked.

"Well, unlike you, I socialize a lot, and I have a bunch of friends that I can trust," Rebecca shrugged while smiling.

Terry reflected deeply, contemplating the idea of trust. He admitted to himself that he found it hard to trust others, having been hurt before. The weight of responsibility pressed upon him as he realized he needed to protect those dear to him.

He acknowledged the absence of strong connections in his life, which left him feeling both longing and guarded. However, he resolved not to let his past define his future. He understood the importance of trust, even if it meant taking risks.

Terry made a firm decision to remain vigilant and cautiously navigate the complexities of trust. He knew that his loved ones’ safety depended on it. Though uncertain, he embraced the possibility of trust, determined to discover its true essence.

"Since you have Terry’s weapons, we will be able to fight a lot better than before," Vanessa said. "Still, it seems that his armor isn’t ready to be mass-produced yet. I was hoping that more of you would come with it."

"Clark said that they can make one of those every three days," Rebecca said.

"If they don’t sleep or take only a few naps here and there," Terry said. "I don’t want to risk producing half-assed items. I will just hire some people for them to teach and give orders, I guess."

Terry recognized the need to expand his workforce of blacksmiths. He devised a comprehensive plan to recruit and train talented artisans, intending to establish a reputation as a premier blacksmithing hub.

He envisioned organizing specialized training programs, collaborating with master blacksmiths, and offering enticing incentives to attract skilled individuals. Additionally, Terry contemplated establishing partnerships with blacksmithing guilds and organizations to foster a collaborative and resourceful community. With his sights set on assembling a formidable team, Terry was determined to elevate his craft and achieve his ambitions.

"Anyway, it seems that we are pretty shorthanded if Louis only sent you guys," Terry said.

"Wow, I don’t plan on criticizing your methods, but you should at least be nicer to your guild members," Vanessa raised her right eyebrow.

"Yeah, tell him," Rebecca said.

"I didn’t mean anything by that; Louis called only guild masters, and now only the members of a single guild to help," Terry explained. "We are either shorthanded, or he thinks that the people in my guild are disposable. I guess I can’t complain since I left a certain someone to call the shots while I was away, and the communication devices weren’t working."

"Well, you can blame yourself for that since the message was too serious, and we assumed that you didn’t ask for help out of pride," Rebecca explained. "The guild would collapse without you, after all."

"I am aware of it," Terry said.

"This is the party where you should say that everyone is an important pillar of the guild..." Rebecca said and then facepalmed.

As Vanessa watched Terry interact with his guild members, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration and warmth. Seeing him engage with his comrades, she observed the genuine camaraderie and mutual respect that existed within the group. It was evident that Terry’s leadership style fostered a supportive and inclusive environment where everyone’s contributions were valued despite the fact that he tended to be more cold most of the time.

Vanessa found herself inspired by the way Terry listened attentively to his guild members’ ideas and concerns, again despite his cold actions, offering guidance and encouragement when needed, not in the most direct way. She could sense the trust and unity that radiated among them, and it made her realize that she still had a long road ahead of her.

When the next morning came, the group began to move; they had already planned most of their actions. Only one thing was left.

The group deliberated on their plan of attack, considering the possibility of leaving two members behind as a precautionary measure. Terry proposed the idea of leaving Rebecca behind due to her familial responsibilities, expressing concern for the safety of her siblings. However, Rebecca’s determination burned brightly in her eyes as she insisted on joining the main group in the attack.

Despite Terry’s worries, Rebecca passionately argued that she couldn’t bear the thought of staying behind while her comrades faced danger. She spoke of her loyalty to the group and her desire to contribute to their mission. That was why she came in the first place.

"I would accept being left behind if I weren’t one of the best options to go; my personal situation doesn’t matter in this context," Rebecca explained.