They could feel the cold touch of the rain as it landed on them, each drop of water felt like a tiny needle that cut into them.
The red unnatural sky was still visible despite the thick black storm clouds that didn't show any signs that they would be leaving anytime soon.
The messengers had returned hours ago and it was only now that the realization of what they had done began to set in, but what else could they do when things had become so desperate?
The rain was becoming stronger now and everything in front of them was consumed by the darkness of the storm, but that didn't stop the men and women of the village from burning their homes.
No one said anything, not even the older animals dared to make a sound.
the only ones that bothered to make any noise, were the infants that cried because they felt the cold rain covering their tiny bodies.
It was odd knowing that in this moment of pain, they all felt the same, empty hole in their chests, some cried quietly, and their tears were nothing more than another drop of rain amongst the many that landed on their faces.
They could see the light of tourists coming closer, and without knowing when they all either held hands or tightened their grips on the ropes that kept the animals from running away.
The sound of the armored boots followed and despite the well-trained nature of the army's footsteps, they could still hear them coming closer.
The next thing that they heard was the rain hitting the armor of the soldiers, the silence seemed to stretch for hours despite it only being a few minutes, and yet the silence felt as if it could swallow them.
None of them had the chance to say anything, as the knight that had separated himself from the rest of the army signaled to them that it was time and they did as they were told.
None of them said anything when the knights picked up one of the chickens or fully grown chickens that couldn't keep up with the group.
It wasn't that they didn't want to thank their new masters for their kindness, but they didn't know if it was safe for them to do so.
They reached the hill that separated their homes from the forestand while most didn't dare to look back, those that were either too young or too foolish did so and they saw dozens of villages burning one after another.
The yellow orange and red lights of the fires made it possible for them to see the shadows of the people and animals heading in their direction, all of them were just as quiet as they were.
They had reached the edge of the forest now and while they hesitated to step into it, they didn't have any other choice they had to follow their new masters to where they would live.
They could hear the cats, dogs, horses, and all of the other animals whimpering as something walked amongst the trees, but none of them dared to run away, and those who tried quickly stopped.
Something was watching them, but it hid itself when the next group of knights walked in as they guided their village into the forest.
They silently marched through the forest as things moved through the darkness, sometimes they would see a par or several pairs of red, purple, white, or yellow eyes staring at them.
Sometimes they were forced to stop and they watched as a group of knights walked into the forest before the sounds of battle followed.
It was the light of the storm that showed them what they weren't supposed to see and while they wanted to scream and cry in despair, none of them did.
They kept quiet despite seeing the group that separated itself come back, they should have cheered, they should have felt hope, but none of them did.
They finally reached a massive stone wall that should have never been in a forest, it was guarded by several creatures that could swallow a man in a single bite, and yet none of them reacted to their presence.
It was as if they were so beneath the creatures that they couldn't be bothered to care.
The massive stone gates opened and they walked in, now their suffering would begin.
Soon the knights will choose the men and women that they want before taking them and enjoying themselves.
Soon all of the men and boys will be put to work and either die from exhaustion or because they failed to notice that something was staring at them with hungry eyes.
They never expected to have a warm meal and drink nor did they expect to have a roof over their heads with a fire that helped them recover from the cold touch of the rain.
The gates were closed now and the knights separated all of the men and boys who weren't married or were orphans, no one said anything this was their fate.
it was morning now and the sound of the gates opening made them walk outside, and they nearly gasped at the sight of several knights covered in blood and organs, but the knights weren't alone.
There were dozens perhaps thousands of frightened men, women, and children alone with animals walking into the city.
'Kirito!" they heard the voice of a young woman say to one of the knights.
they watched as a thin, woman walked up to a knight who wore black armor, but what caught their attention was the child at her side.
"Daddy!" the girl happily said to the black armored man.
"How many more?" the woman asked the knight.
"That's all of them." the man named Kirito says to the woman.
"What do you mean, where should be?" the woman asks her husband, but the man's cold stare silences her.
'This is it, we circled everything. They are everything and everyone that isn't a monster.' Kirito says to his wife who lowers her shoulders when she hears his answer.
"What about the castle?" They hear her ask him and they can't help but shake their heads, the poor fool has the same hope that they did.
"They said that they can't help. They're in bad shape too and their city is as crowded as ours." Kirito answers his wife who hugs him despite the filth that covers him.
The gates finally close again, but this time the massive creatures that guarded the gate from the outside walk in before the door closes.
they can hear the creatures that tormented them for years man and roar outside, their voices are a mix between the voice of a man, the oar and moan of an animal, and something else something evil.
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