On the street, people were running back and forth, trying to escape from the chase of the Crimson Arc Guild members.
"P-Please... do not kill me..."
"I-I surrender."
Many awakeners dropped their weapons and lay on the ground. Fear gripped their hearts like a vice.
Those that easily surrendered were arrested and taken to the dungeon. As for those that tried to fight back, their end was already decided.
The Crimson Arc Guild had no intention of showing mercy today.
For the past couple of days, Mantis Town had endured too many hidden knives.
Spies had entered.
Rumors had spread.
Secret signals had been sent.
People had tried to stir riots, bribe guards, and turn the Mantis Men against the Crimson Arc Guild.
Inside a dilapidated building, three people hid in the shadows, their eyes locked on the small opening on the wall.
"Have you sent the signal?" one of them asked with a shaky voice.
"Yes. Yes. I have sent it three times already," the second figure replied impatiently.
