The men rejoiced.
They were gone, the subjugators, those stupid bullies that thought they could walk into the city of Gloria and took it as their own. These people had been enough to scare even a number of the Guardsmen to wander about the city during the night in the event they were attacked.
It had been a stressful time for Guardsmen who were aware of what it could be but forced to pretend that these people didn't exist.
But it wasn't them who had suffered on the tyranny of having superior-leveled people taking the city and claiming it as their own turf. However, now they had packed up and left. It was as if they were gone like the winds, not even a single trace.
Oh, they were wrong.
However, in disbelief or not—the local crime groups and syndicates were finally rid of the big fish, no of the big sharks… whales that had turned the city upside down. Now they could return to their usual way of things.
