New Alert
Like so, the Adonis followers began to hasten their approach.
And over the towering city walls, a burly man with a long black and gray beard stood majestically, watching the enemy continue their fired waves of attacks.
"City Lord, please... You have to leave!" Replied one of the men standing behind him.
Rupert's hands tightened against the walls, looking at the scene in utter silence.
"Where is my family?"
"City Lord, just as you've requested, we've tied them up and sent them out."
If they didn't tie them up, these people wouldn't leave, dying for honor.
In fact, over the last couple of days, even allowing people to vacate was quite a challenging task.
Some proclaimed that they would rather die in their properties than flee a battlezone... And these were ordinary farmers who held their pitchforks and sat in front of their doors as though waiting for enemy attack.