Chapter 19
Resolution.
Through the flames, a portly man ran for his life.
Stren Flcor, the lord of the burning city of Kelton, didn't stop running even as his breath caught painfully in his throat. The weight that usually didn't bother him now felt unbearable. A deep regret—I should've exercised more—flooded his mind, but what could he do now? Regret always came too late.
Everything had started from within the city.
Shortly after Carmen Baltas, the illegitimate son of Enthis Baltas, left with four priests to request reinforcements, the assault by monsters and beasts began.
Stren Flcor had believed this wave could be fended off. And he had reasons to believe that.
High walls, well-rested soldiers, stockpiled provisions, and enemies with no siege weapons.
As long as no one foolishly opened the gates to invite the enemy into a street battle, it was a fight they couldn't lose.
But then the monsters came from inside. From inside the city.
With assaults from both within and without, Kelton became a city of screams. The cries of its people echoed everywhere as the city was engulfed in flames.
"Huff, huff..."