Intermission VIII
In the center of the town of Corpa, a group of people wearing red robes had gathered. They were busy piling wood around a pyre. There were a few local onlookers, many of whom looked troubled by the scene. On top of the unlit pyre, a woman was tied to a wooden post and screaming.
Woman: “You can’t do this! Please!”
The people in robes ignored the woman's pleas and kept throwing wood on the pyre. Another in red robes climbed on top of the wooden structure with a container in his hand. The man in the red robe emptied out the continents of the vessel, a flammable liquid, pouring it on top of the women’s head. Drenching her in the liquid, before the man climbed back down.
Woman: “Pleassss. N-no. I-I don’t want to die,” she said with tears rolling down her cheeks.
The woman looked around frantically for anybody that she could try to appeal to. Her eyes then landed on a man who was standing beside the wooden platform. The man wore simple brown clothing and looked like he was from here. The woman was very familiar with this individual.
Woman: “Steven! My love! Places stop this! Don’t let them burn me. Think of our son, Matt! He still needs his mother!”
Upon hearing that, the man named Steven had an incredibly pained look. He was in utter anguish at what was about to happen. Under the orders of the Red Church, his wife Alex was to be burned alive.
Another hooded woman in red robes saw this exchange and came up to Steven's side and rested her hand on his shoulder. Showing some sympathy for the man.
Red Robe Women: “Steven, are you ok? You know, you don’t have to be here.”