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ALPHA LANCE'S POV

As I watched the rogues pick up the weapons, I could sense their fear. It was a satisfying feeling to see them cower before me. They picked up the weapons slowly, like they were afraid they might get hurt in the process. I couldn't help but smirk at their pathetic display.

The weapons were old and rusted. Swords, spears, bows and arrows, they were all outdated and barely usable. But they were better than nothing. As the rogues picked them up, I noticed the way they were looking at me. Fear, uncertainty, and resignation were written all over their faces.

"Come on, hurry up!" I yelled at them, urging them to pick up the pace. I was getting impatient. We needed to move fast if we were going to reach our destination before dawn.

Ryan and the warriors were also helping with the weapons. I could hear them laughing and joking, but I paid them no attention. My focus was solely on the rogues.

As soon as they had picked up the weapons, I ordered them to move out. They hesitate