Aris felt like his breath was just under his nose and didn't go through his lungs. He was sweating nonstop and had to keep himself inside the carriage to avoid suspicions. As Each show progressed, they all had the feeling that something will happen in each town they're in. They all call a backup an hour ago and the men had been surveying the villages in secret.
"Men they're all positioned. No signs of violence yet."
Thirty more minutes left, and Roman was at least able to sigh since they had backed up. He was sweating more than Aris.
"My suspicious guest, were coming out before the show ends. Prepare!"
Amon warns his men. And truly, before the suspicious men could get to their targeted villages, the massacre started. Masked warriors wearing loin cloths ran silently and went on each hut to kill for the night. Novalian soldiers sleep pretending to be civilians observed their enemies' actions.
