With the major battle happening on the main street, all those hiding behind closed doors could not believe their eyes.
The deafening explosions, miserable screams, and the continuous clash of weapons echoed throughout the town.
Some even believed they were dreaming or hallucinating.
"Slap me. I think I'm dreaming."
Pah!
"Ouch! Why did you slap me?"
"You requested it, and I complied."
The two glared at each other for a moment before unwillingly averting their gazes. Even now, they found it difficult to accept what was unfolding before them.
Inside one of the famous taverns, humans and beastmen stood by the small opening of the window, watching the battle unfold. None of them dared to step outside, afraid that they might be caught in the crossfire.
Before now, many had planned to make a run for their lives under the cover of the night.
This was why many had gathered inside the tavern, hoping to leave together when the opportunity presented itself.
