[Gigante]
The townsfolk were gathered in the town's small square. It was something unusual, a sharp contrast to the chaos that normally unfolded here.
"Down!"
A man's shout echoed through the area as he shoved an elderly man to the ground. Those already crouched in the square rushed toward him, helping him up and checking on his condition.
"Tsk." The man who had pushed him clicked his tongue at the pitiful sight. "You… you are so fucking dead."
His gaze swept over the haggard faces around him. They stared back quietly. None of them showed fear, nor anger, nor defiance. Just blank, hollow eyes.
That only irritated him further.
"Motherfuckers," he hissed, then snapped his head toward his colleagues. "Move fast!" he barked. "Get all these pathetic traitors in here!"
He smirked, cocking his head back as he looked down at them. "Want to know why you're here?"
No one answered. But this time, curiosity flickered in their eyes.
