The moon cast an eerie glow over the field as the person spying on the trio observed their every move. Hidden in the shadows, he listened intently to their conversation.
Carefully, the spy signaled for his reinforcements to join him. One by one, thirty men emerged from their hiding places, their presence concealed by the darkness that enveloped the field. With silent gestures, they communicated their plan, their eyes glinting with malicious intent.
Equipped with an array of weapons—baseball bats, axes, hammers, knives, swords—they approached the field, their hearts filled with greed and a thirst for power. Their focus was on the precious crops that grew within, a bounty they believed belonged to them.
