Hill didn't know whether Shar had willingly agreed to let such a powerful Divine Artifact meet its end in destruction.
Still, it eased some of his worries about William's relationship, which had always felt a little uncertain to him. At least Shar was sincere about being with William. Her concessions and sweet words weren't just talk.
The previous few times, her methods had indeed been much gentler, but she had also gained plenty in return.
After all, ruthless as the Daughter of Dark Night could be, she knew how to flatter someone. Cyric, at least, had heard plenty of it.
Shar had always had too much pride to use her beauty to get things done, so Hill hadn't seriously doubted this love that spanned worlds. Even so, a trace of worry had remained.
Once the Divine Artifact atop the Twin Towers was completely destroyed, Hill felt he would have no more reservations. He trusted William's character.
"Hm?" Hill looked at the battle in Amn in surprise. "They went straight into the city? No resistance at all? Aren't there still a lot of people inside?"
Xue Yunfeng stared at Astecara's open gates in bewilderment. Even his voice sounded strange. "Those Amnian swine really left behind nothing but women?"
The mage commander and the Swordsman commander had already made a quick sweep of Amn's capital, and both confirmed it: no men. Only women and boys young enough to be carried in their mothers' arms, most of them still infants.
Quite a few girls under twelve had been taken away, though—any who were the least bit pretty.
"Fuck this rotten place!" Xue Yunfeng cursed.
None of them were fools. Who couldn't see what Amn's nobles and merchants were doing?
They knew what the Undead had done in Calimshan, so those bastards meant to