The Snorcs reached out to their weapons when they heard Dan but it was too late.
The guards were all too eager to kill them all.
It was a massacre.
Dan looked around the hall, confirmed with his own eyes every last snorc was slain.
He looked to Edgar, who was by his side.
" Aye! " Edgar answered, before shouting orders out.
" Clean it up, you little buggers! Every corpse is beheaded, every body is burned. Move it, you great lumps of turd ! " he shouted, and the guards moved quickly to obey.
Today's battle opened their eyes in many ways.
While the north is a little too loyal to Winterchilds, the south has far too many mythical stories about them.
After all, winter childs are the oldest monarchy in the world.
