At the sharp corner beside the cliff where Jack and the others were waiting, they heard the sound of footsteps. It wasn't steady steps that characterized the soldiers' march.
The sound was more akin to a panic run from a mob. It was hasty footsteps and they were getting louder.
Soon, a figure appeared from the corner. It was a draconian soldier, but the soldier's scales were grey and dull.
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