The populace of District One suffered a cruel fate: all were dead, bound in chains, or severely wounded. Following the relentless assault launched by District Two, the survivors were doomed to endure ongoing agony, a nightmare that stretched on uninterrupted until Yogev commanded his mages at dawn to gather every remaining survivor before the gates of the seventh king's palace.
By nightfall, his spellcasters had rounded up the entire regional population. Every soul present within District One was forced to attend the central courtyard to hear the newly self-proclaimed leader deliver his inaugural address.
Citizens from Districts One, Two, Four, and Five blanketed the grand plaza before the palace structure. They were overwhelming in number, their faces pale with terror as they awaited whatever horrors lay ahead.
