In a seemingly ordinary room, Isabella sat blankly in the corner. She had changed into the plainest clothes, just like the Malori People from the lower classes.
She looked poor and dirty, and even gave off a strange odor.
Even now, she still had not recovered from the attack. It had been far too terrifying. In barely half an hour, everything had been destroyed!
A group of people from who-knew-where had somehow entered the heavily guarded General's Residence and begun an efficient, ruthless massacre.
Everyone outside the General's Residence seemed to have been turned deaf by the gods. They had not even tried to enter the residence to rescue them or do anything else.
Isabella had been resting at the time. She had been awakened by the gunshots and then hidden herself.
She had never considered fighting back. Since the enemy had managed to kill their way into the General's Residence, fighting back now would be nothing but suicide.
She had hidden in a Dark Room known only to herself. She had prepared it to guard against her brothers.
There were rumors that Sanchez was actually behind many of the assassinations targeting the general's children. Thus, she needed a safe space. It did not have to be large; it only needed to hide her for a few days.
She had stayed quietly in that space of less than two square meters, listening to the faint cries, wails, and unceasing gunshots from outside.
About thirty-four minutes later, everything ended. The entire General's Residence became so quiet it was as if... everyone had died! She did not leave, continuing to hide inside. Then she heard people enter her bedroom. They searched through it and fired several shots. Finally, one wall began to grow hot.
Fortunately, a heavy rain fell in time, preventing