The alphas from the Imperial Nexus carried their wounded comrades and started to move uphill.
They didn't fully understand why Ren insisted they bring along such burdens. After all, 50 ashcredits might be a fortune in the eyes of a boy from a remote, poor village, but it was nothing for alphas from the capital. If not for Ren's orders, they would never have carried such unrelated burdens in such a dangerous place for such a small amount of money.
Yet, after trailing him for only a short time, each alpha felt a strong respect for their new leader. They agreed to follow his plan without question, not daring to challenge his directives.
