A massive evacuation is underway.
This is the last darkness before dawn, and everyone's heart in the camp is in their throat. They all know the consequences of attacking the Empire's airship and killing nobles. If they fall into the hands of the Imperial Army, even death might become a luxury for them. As those identified as "rebels" by the Empire, they are aware of the methods the Imperial Army uses on others.
Executioners as notorious as the Flayer exist in large numbers, these devils take pleasure in tormenting others.
The nobles of the Empire would bring the rebels out in public and execute them with extreme punishment. Just the thought of the torture devices used by those devils sends shivers down their spines.
Lance held a giant sword and stood in front of the camp, shielding the rebels who were packing their luggage and counting their numbers behind him.
Meanwhile, torches illuminated the entire forest on the other side.
