"Anyone who fails to arrive in the next minute will be tested before moving on to question and learn about you all. But I wouldn't pity those that don't arrive. Most of them probably won't feel any pain!"
That declaration stole the growing confidence of the crowd. Some weren't too conflicted by the statement since they had already arrived. Others were still trying to accept the drastic changes that were occurring. And a few were like the man who had asked that last question, getting more and more uneasy about the situation as the final seconds passed.
"Ten, nine…"
All eyes turned and faced the most grandiose entrance of the courtyard. There, they spotted a human man in a plain white shirt and plain black pants dragging the enormous head of their fallen king. It was the final nail in the coffin for the hope of many servants as they began to question what would become of them.
