The very seasoned First Spear leading them was someone she also recognized. Much older than Giraldi, he sported grey hairs that concentrated on numerous old wounds, but that didn’t seem to slow him down. Quite the opposite. He moved purposefully and confidently, though he wore an unreadable expression as they approached. “Sub-Tribune Behertz,” he called. He bared his neck before saluting. Those around him did the same, though slower. “This is a… surprise.” 