All the eccentrics that rushed out of the crowd were killed, but the outburst of the refugees caused by that sudden change continued and gradually became difficult to control. Amid continuous screams of the people, dozens of specially armed warriors surrounded the scene, and at the same time, the prince's sonorous voice suddenly rang above the crowd-
"Quiet, my people. I am your Lord, Roland Wimbledon. Now listen to me."
The voice was loud, yet it was not a hysterical roar. It was a clear and steady narration. Vader felt as if he was talking directly into his ear, and there was an undeniable force in his words that overtook the tumult and fright of the scene.
The crowd quieted down suddenly.
"As you heard the news when you first arrived in Border Town, we'll provide you with shelter to protect you from the wind and snow as well as food that can fill your stomach. There're also plenty of well-paid jobs. I'm here to tell you that all of these are true. "
