The sun rose, then fell again as the four in the dungeon rested.
The warriors and Toy were still holding their positions around the village all throughout the day, retreating whenever a mob came out to greet them.
Yet, that mob would always return to the village as if bound there, never trying to run away.
As for Ophelia, she was still knocked out, and Mias was actively escorting her unconscious body further and further away.
At the same time, Awilix and Vale were resting and recovering, for they would soon embark to join in the siege.
Vale had been hesitant in actually going in person, but he felt that if he was going to order a massacre, he needed to be strong enough to witness it.
He had to make sure he recognized the human element and the result of his orders, else he would become the tyrant who doesn't care about the terror his words bring to people.
After all, it's easy to ignore the moral consequence if you never see the action.
Although…
