Everyone's heart was in their throats.
Since Lieutenant Montaigne had led people into the mountains, three consecutive batches of militia followed, but after that there was no news.
The families of the militia gathered at Rivereast Village, anxiously waiting for news at the edge of the woods, and all they could do was wait.
But what they got was bad news, first with Mayor Mitchell being rescued in a coma by his son, followed by one militia after another fleeing from the woods. Nearly every militia who escaped to Rivereast Village was injured.
In the descriptions of the shaken militia, what attacked them were the minions of the devil, terror werewolves as tall as mountains, and giant monsters with spikes on their backs... That thing charged into the crowd like a scythe sweeping over weeds, reaping souls away.