Gurnam tried moving at the periphery of the battles, helping those he could without sacrificing his own life. He did notice that while the enemies were enjoying killing a bit, things didn't turn to an outward massacre.
Harsh torture yes, but at least most people were kept alive.
Except for those who caused even a bit of trouble, anyway. Even if it was just a bit of struggle, as soon as they annoyed the enemies, they would get killed immediately.
As a result, the citizens could only fear for their lives—choosing to either run away or freeze in place, begging for mercy.
Gurnam gritted his teeth at the sight, but he couldn't just jump over and try to shake the cowardice away from his fellowmen, right? Was that even possible at this point? Might as well throw himself to a slaughterhouse!
Despite all this though, Gurnam continued to rescue the companions that he could, trying not to alert the enemies—who, by the way, seemed to be rounding people up.
