Remillia's eyes narrowed as she listened to their complaints. The group was made up of mercenaries working from Professor Orion's company, clearly seasoned veterans in dungeon exploration and monster hunting. They were older, rougher, and obviously resentful that someone like her had been chosen to lead them. Despite their harsh words, Remillia couldn't help but smirk. It was clear they had no idea who she was or what she was capable of.
Deciding to have a little fun, she deliberately made her presence known by stepping forward, her boots crunching on the gravel. The group fell silent as they noticed her, their eyes widening slightly in surprise.
"Good morning, everyone," Remillia said cheerfully, her smirk widening. "I hope you all slept well. It's going to be a long day, and we wouldn't want anyone getting cranky because they didn't get enough rest."
The mercenaries exchanged uneasy glances, their previous bravado faltering.