Warning: This Chapter contains graphic violence and gore. Reader's discretion is advised.
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The bloke was barking out commands but it didn't last more than a second before the captain began making gurgling sounds, as though his throat had been sliced.
A few moments later, everything turned silent.
Harvard's eyes widened in surprise when he heard nothing from the direction his captain had been.
Then he swiftly pulled back from the window and his heart began to hammer loudly in his chest.
He pressed a hand against his chest and tried to breathe slowly, but how could he breathe calmly when his men were dying outside?
He had over thirty guards outside, yet he could hear each and every one of them dying one by one.
'Thirty guards!! I brought over thirty guards to protect me!!' He uttered repeatedly in his thoughts.
'They are not awakened fighters but they are trained knights, yet I can hear them dropping like flies outside.'
'What the hell is going on here?'
