Stubborn Lady Deepwinter refused to leave. She had lost her homeland and her territory one after the other, and nothing could stop someone who had lost everything from taking revenge.
But the Lady Guard Captain wanted to save her mistress.
The best choice was to get Lady Deepwinter away. Once Annan had dealt with matters in the Old King's Royal Capital, he planned to take the Expeditionary Army to Deepwinter Territory.
The long-silent Old King's Royal Capital came alive again that night. The Expeditionary Army's arrival breathed life into the lost city-state.
The plague was treated, and the Rangers felled ratfolk one arrow at a time.
The Mages were like overheated muskets, except a musket could fire again once it cooled. All a Mage could do was meditate or watch everyone else slaughter ratfolk. They could also learn from Michael and bash ratfolk skulls with a Staff.
The Thieves leaped from shadows and searched for treasure, but after months of ratfolk rampaging through the Old King's Royal Capital, the only things they could find were ratfolk ears.
The Warriors fought like Barbarians, killing every ratfolk they saw without a second thought, with Bards trailing behind them and playing their instruments.
Dean Breichim and Mr. Swaro had cleared out every ratfolk above Elite rank in the Old King's Royal Capital. The rats outside the city would not discover the thousands of humans who had suddenly appeared inside anytime soon, so the Expeditionary Army's revelry went on.
From the small hours through morning and into noon, they encountered rats fleeing in panic without attacking. When the army had first arrived, they might have charged in and killed them anyway. But there were so many ratfolk in the Old King's Royal Capital that they could no longer be bothered.
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