"Quickly, take your seats!" Inside the inn, as soon as Enzo and the rest stepped in, several individuals from the Freedom Party and Swordcleaver guided them to a blind spot in a dimly lit room.
They had received urgent intelligence that the group was being chased by a force even the gods struggled to handle. Panic settled over the inn like a storm cloud.
Of course, the Freedom Party had long endured the hostility of the High God; they knew how to act in most scenarios.
Especially in this one…
Suddenly, across the city, two massive explosions tore through the skyline, sending debris and plumes of smoke spiraling upward. Chaos erupted among the denizens.
"An attack? Who would dare attack Windhelm?" one spectator shouted, eyes wide with shock.
"Everyone take cover!" a local city guard barked, rushing forward to shepherd the citizens to safety while securing the perimeter.
But even this was not enough.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
