Oswald unsheathed the sword hanging on his belt and threw it as hard as he could before starting to rush forward. He pinned Guiscard to the wall behind by piercing the man's lower abdomen.
The intense incense scent made him dizzy, the air around him was charged with the smelly particles and he could hardly breathe, so he stopped caring for his lungs and continued his advance.
Boom! Crack! The double door couldn't hold against the fist of Laurel plus the one of a Titan as the hundred men that barged in.
"Seize the one wearing a robe and free the one sleeping on the table." Oswald ordered with a dry voice. If he had the time to, Adelmo would've suffered the same fate.
"Murderer!" A woman shouted.
"Monster!" A kid yelled.
"You doomed us all!" Adelmo said, before being tightly maintained against the ground.
With a bucket of whatever nearby, they woke up the drunk tanner and had him throw up the content of his stomach to cleanse him as much as possible.
