"I am not showing and telling you all this to gain sympathy, or perhaps… empathy. Gildreath has already seen the worst. It has fallen and risen again. So even if we go to war and we lose, Gilreath will keep existing."
Krug didn't say anything in response and let Kronos continue/
"However, I heard how your god is only targeting the kings, the lords, and the militaries of the kingdoms. He spared the citizens and those who surrendered. I believe Gildreath, who didn't have anything to do with Vorathar, would be seen even more kindly."
Krug rested his greataxe against the stone parapet overlooking the sprawling city of Gilreath.
The streets below teemed with emaciated citizens hauling timber and stone through the dirt. A dying empire offered absolutely zero calories to a starving population.
Krug tapped the star-iron plating of his chest piece and pointed a scaled claw toward the distant eastern horizon.
