Hida Benjiro stood in the shadow of the Great Wall, the sounds of battle from behind him almost inaudible to his ears. Familiarity could make one overlook even the most intrusive things, it seemed. At the moment, Benjiro's interest was far more captivated by the virtually unprecedented spectacle unfolding before him. Under different circumstances, it would be cause for concern, or perhaps anger. Considering what was going on only a short distance behind him, however, Benjiro was uncertain how he should feel about it. "Of course," the scout said with a rapid bow. "At once, commander."