Min quickly requisitioned two junior Tamers with flying mounts. In a matter of minutes, they glided across the border separating the defensive sectors and touched down in Taro's zone.
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Taro's situation was remarkably similar to Min's. He held a high-ranking post, managed a large company of soldiers, and oversaw a sector that was currently enjoying an unprecedented era of peace.
But Taro had never struggled with the humor problem. He didn't make cynical jokes.
Taro was simply warm. He possessed a gentle, slightly innocent disposition, the kind of rare, genuine person who effortlessly made everyone around him feel comfortable.
Naturally, the hardened soldiers initially assumed they could walk all over him.
A commander this polite, this willing to listen to complaints, and this reluctant to shout orders looked like an incredibly easy mark.
