Blood flowed like a river, painting the stairway that led to an exceptionally magnificent temple. The once pristine white doors now bore a deep, dried blood-red hue. Cries, screams, and groans reverberated, echoing throughout the surroundings.
The night sky mirrored the carnage below, adopting a blood-red tint as if in resistance to the massacre unfolding beneath it. The sheer volume of blood being shed defied any adequate description.
Children, men, and women alike screamed at the top of their voices, desperately attempting to flee for their lives. However, their escape was thwarted by soldiers, both male and female, adorned in golden armor, wielding bloodied weapons, blocking any path to safety. Regardless of age or strength, those attempting to retreat faced merciless opposition from the golden-armored soldiers who showed no mercy, persisting in their relentless killing spree.
