Vurghen Region.
Inside the last town.
The streets were filled with despair. The townspeople were being forced into lines, their hands bound with glowing magic ropes. Men were separated from women and children, their faces etched with fear and hopelessness. The coalition army soldiers stood around them, their eyes cold and predatory.
Some soldiers harassed the women as they shuffled past, grabbing at their clothes, sniffing their hair, and muttering filthy words under their breath. A child cried, tugging at his mother's skirt, and a soldier shoved him harshly to the ground before kicking him aside. The mother screamed, but another soldier grabbed her arm, yanking her back into line.
The commander, a burly man with a scarred face and a cruel grin, stood near the front of the line. He reached out, grabbing one of the girls who was moving too slowly, his hand groping her body as he pulled her close.
