Training some of the younger folks, helping evacuate everyone left to Lestallum for a good while there. Helping Cor and the Glaive infiltrate Insomnia.

Slaughtering everything we can to protect the city. That's really all there is to it. [Just that constant battle day in and day out, always knowing there would be more enemies when you woke. There was no reprieve just the distant hope that someday their King would return.]