Having the King and Chiefs agree to the plan was only a minor phase in the steps to victory. That, White knew as he stood upon the balcony of the lone tower within his Guard Empire, overlooking the entire kingdom.
From here, he could see the burning crops in the distance, having so easily formed a raging fire. The gates stood thrown wide open as the Outer Circle civilians were forced through them amidst tears.
Turned away from their homes, with the crops they had worked on for six months burning behind them.
Then there were the Inner Circles themselves.
Soldiers checked each home, bringing out the men and dragging boys away from their crying mothers.
All of it felt evil, yet White's expression remained unchanged.
In a way, it all overlapped with the first test.
When the mothers would cry for him not to kill their children. If he listened to them, he would watch only moments later as those same children turned into demons and ripped them to pieces.
