When Ethan stepped out the gate, the capital of Siwalant had become unprecedentedly lively. Looking around, people wearing golden masks surged towards Duke Stan's manor like a tide, their bodies swaying, akin to a horde of zombies in a movie, with countless "Hunters" weaving through the crowd, emitting sharp, piercing sounds.
The entire city had come.
Ethan had no doubt that if the spiritual connection of the golden masks hadn't been severed, with one command from the Six-Person Council, everyone in Siwalant would march towards the capital in the same manner.
Vivian hid fearfully behind Ethan. Even though she had long known that Siwalant had completely fallen, when these walking dead came onto the streets wearing the same masks and approached her, her inner fear still peaked.
Within them might be people she knew, who were originally residents of Siwalant.
