Chapter 216: Ansu is Too Radical
In the canyon, the crowd of prisoners suddenly grew noisy.
Ansu scanned the group; a new batch of people was brought into the secret prison every hour, so there were many prisoners, a dark mass that seemed to stretch on forever.
Though many of the resisting mages had been killed, the number of demihumans captured alongside them was significant, including many with sturdy builds and defiant gazes.
If this batch of alchemical firearms were distributed to them, it would be enough to cause considerable chaos for the city guard.
"Unshackle them," Ansu gestured to Elder Barnes.
Elder Barnes nodded, and a series of crisp clicks followed as the metal chains connecting the prisoners snapped one after another, thudding to the ground.
The cold sensation still lingered on their newly freed wrists as the prisoners stood dazed, stretching their limbs, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Ansu raised his hand toward the pile of captured firearms. "Those who are willing to take up arms, stand to the left of the group; the cult will lead you back into the city! As for the rest, you can leave now and find your own way to survive!"
The atmosphere fell silent instantly, with only the sound of the night wind whistling through the canyon.