The group had transported the women to the nearest walled town, which was bustling with refugees. Villagers from nearby areas had flocked there for protection, filling the town to its capacity. Despite the overcrowding, even old men, young boys, and women who had once avoided violence were now taking up arms to defend their new home.
Fortunately no one asked Sam what the hell had happened and why he glowed blue sometimes, the women had talked about him along the way and his friends had seen glimpses of his fight, even the white haired kid hesitated to ask anything. They were just happy to be alive, the feeling was shared by Sam too.
