The slaughter was still happening. There was nothing that could stop what Crowne was doing. Whatever they tried, in the end it would fail against Crowne.
Until someone walked toward him. He bowed toward Crowne. "Sir, I beg you to stop. Many innocent people have to become victims. I beg you," the man said.
He placed a small chest in front of Crowne. The man's face was pale, and he was terrified. But he had to do it.
Crowne looked at the chest. He opened it and saw a severed head inside. Crowne stayed silent for a few seconds before he turned toward the man in front of him.
"What is this?" he asked.
"That is the head of Lord Delon. It is a sign of our apology," the man said.
Crowne stayed silent even longer than before. He stared at the head without blinking. He took a deeper breath. Then he looked again at the man in front of him.
"Was he the only one involved in the death of Zurath?" Crowne asked again.
