Meanwhile, in another part of the gate…
Three bodies lay on the ground, their flesh cut open in numerous places.
The robed men had already been cleaved in half, their faces frozen with hopelessness, an expression that showed they weren't even allowed to escape.
"Where did all your confidence go?" the Baron asked as he wiped the blood from his sword while sitting calmly under a large tree.
The third man, the knight, glared at the Baron, gnashing his teeth. He lay helpless on the ground, both his hands amputated and one leg missing.
"To fool everyone about your fatal wounds… I have to say, Aldric, I didn't know you had such cunning in you," the knight spat, blood splattering the ground. One could feel the spite dripping from his voice.
"Hm?" The Baron looked momentarily confused. Then a faint grin spread on his face.
He rose and unlatched his armor, opening it to reveal his bare skin beneath.
