KIng Taren the Tenth, after all, was unable to await the arrival of his loyal artillery commander; nor did reinforcements come from the direction of the artillery.
Pacing restlessly throughout his own Royal Palace, until darkness fell once again, he could not come up with a satisfactory solution.
The whole King City had, in fact, completely spiraled out of control, and Taren the Tenth was utterly unable to restore order, nor could he return it to its usual functioning.
Even though the cannonade had ceased several days prior, and attacks from the seas had long since dissipated, the entire King City still couldn't revert to its original state.
The commoners, having seen red, or rather left with no way out, and the disorganized troops, continued to wreak havoc within the city, showing no intention of stopping.
Various rumors and tales filled the air, many strange legends, leaving the already scared populace wholly unable to discern the truth.
