The environment stirred their hearts; the atmosphere ignited their desires!
Even a serene person, or someone unaware of the situation, would be swept up by the madness of the scene.
It was like dancing at a concert or watching from the stands at the World Cup.
More and more people frantically threw stones and sand at the soldiers by the city gate, forcing them to cover their heads and scurry away, fleeing for their lives.
Even the soldiers coming down from the city walls were of no help.
"Charge!! Survive!!"
Following a roar, everyone began to shout cries of "Charge!" and "Kill!", their voices rising and falling in waves.
Driven by the desire to live, they all charged inside.
At that moment, it was as if they had won a great victory, a feeling akin to that of ancient humans after a successful hunt. They roared, cheered, danced, and destroyed! It was a raw release of emotion, the very origin of dance itself.
