Outside of Ice Rock City, the intense scent of blood has yet to clear away.
Countless vultures are here to hold their own raucous banquet.
The gruesome battle has been over for three days now, with the heavy air still lingering over Ice Rock City.
In the city square, one by one, bodies have accrued, preparing for combustion.
Once, they were all important figures of the North Territory, noble and elegant aristocrats, lords ruling over their own territory. But now, they are dragged about like dead dogs and tossed into heaps of flame.
"...This, is the end of traitors!"
In the square, a military officer loudly reads out the offenses of these lords and nobles.
The bystanders observing this scene are filled with both dread and excitement.
They cannot understand why these nobles would betray Duke St. Hilde, to whom they pledged their loyalty. However, seeing these once high-and-mighty aristocrats fall from grace fills them with a strange sense of schadenfreude.
