บท 156: The Road Back to the Amayan Empire Part 5

Lonely winds blew on the eastern outskirts of the Imperial Capital, and with it, the metallic scent of blood and putrid corpse permeated the air. Due to the violent charge of the mutated magical beasts, shacks, two-storey inns, mushroom shops, and stone buildings were left in ruins, abandoned by their occupants.

As the fight with the magical beasts grew fiercer, the civilians raced to the army strongholds for protection.

"Please, let us in! We have a child!"

"Young soldier, my wife is pregnant! Please let her in!"

"Our parents are too old to make the journey to the capital. Open the gates and let them in!"

"Open the gates!"

The civilians were frightened and agitated. They abandoned their homes to seek shelter from the soldiers of the empire, grabbing only a few valuables and dry rations to stave off their hunger. But when they reached the soldiers' encampment, they were refused entry.

How could they accept such an outcome?