The three soldiers marched quickly into the small town, the sound of their footsteps echoing on the cobblestone streets. The early morning silence was broken only by the rhythmic rhythm of their approach.
At their sides, their swords were sheathed, and they held spears in their hands.
The sun had begun to rise, and most of the people were still asleep in their houses. In a town known for its debauchery, it was not unusual for people to sleep in late.
Suddenly, the trio began to break down the wooden doors with their legs and enter the townspeople's houses.
"Bring out the queen!" they shouted as they forced their way through the rooms, kicking and destroying any furniture that was in their path.
