"Thank you Commander." Yannika curtsied "Your offer is very welcome."
Yannika gave her sergeant a signal to ready his unit and follow her and the commander.
Light leaves, and Perrygood voices no objections, so Gamba begins to escort Yannika and her men outside. Despite the weather, it's warm outside, the great towering furnaces heating the city and its occupants, the wall shielding them from the bitter cold of the wind as well, and Yannika feels a bead of sweat forming on her brow.
She and her guide are hardly inconspicuous, given the twenty gold armored men trailing around and behind her, and Yannika feels the eyes of most of the civilians on the streets drawn to look at her. Gamba leads her through the city's industrial heart, where the flames of the furnaces and factories make the air uncomfortably hot, then past through an open town square, and then to the ice wall, where a military barracks sits.
Yannika doesn't notice anything amiss, as she's momentarily distracted by a street preacher who hurls obscenities at her, on her way to the barracks.
Heading inside the barracks, Gamba calls the men to attention, having them form up in an indoor auditorium, which Yannika assumes is usually used for medal ceremonies. "Men! The emperor's councilwoman, a priestess of the Holy Church, wishes to speak to you!" He leads Yannika onto the stage, below which about thirty soldiers have gathered. She sees surprise on most of their faces, but hostility on some, as well.