Near the hour of dawn, the moon remained on the horizon. Meanwhile, the east started to turn bright. The soldiers at the gates of River Home looked tired and struggling to hold their weapons.
The hours before dawn were the hours where people were most tired.
A group of soldiers walked on the main street behind the city gates. A few shadowy figures appeared at the corner of the street.
These people held katanas in their hands but they wrapped the blade with a black cloth to prevent their flash from exposing them.
At the gates, there were four soldiers slacking off. Among these four, three of them had already fallen asleep. The remaining one was fighting against his drowsiness.
At this time, the few figures rushed forward. The one that had not fallen asleep did not even have the time to cry out in alarm before a blade cut into his throat.