Albion was standing there. Back of the auction building as he had just killed the executioner. A man who was about to behead someone who hadn't done anything wrong. Someone who was most likely kidnapped and being sold off as goods. Ready to kill everyone in the building because he couldn't just stand by and let someone get killed because someone was sick in the head and wanted to see what looked like a little girl die. But what he didn't expect was everyone to grab a weapon and ready a magic spell. Albion used Fear as he glared at them. A wave of anger he had never felt before. Violently boiling in him.
Albion: Your struggles will not make it any less of an execution!
