The townsfolk had gathered. At first, they were scared at what was going on around them, and what it was that was injected into their arms by those bees, but by now, their hunger and the divine smell of the food that Eisen and the inkheart chefs were preparing overpowered that anxiety with absolute ease.
Especially when they watched Eisen and his companions slay the artificials with ease. They, who had taken over this place with the powers they were given by the black dragon, or simply with the powers that they possessed long before they came here in the first place. They terrorized the poeple of this town, and nobody was powerful enough to do anything against them. But now, this old man took care of them with absolute ease. No matter who came, no matter what position in the clan they possessed, they all fell one after another.
