Golden Triangle Duchy border, Black Gold City.
Compared to other cities, it had not completely fallen, but the battle was drawing to a close. As more Soldiers started to surrender, the resistance grew weaker until it was entirely crushed, followed by the maintenance of Order and... the looting of properties.
The sky turned dark.
On the streets, teams of Soldiers patrolled, enforcing the curfew.
In a huge warehouse within the city, Baron Lancaster circled a chest, his eyes blazing with intensity as he counted the money.
"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-two... Two thousand three hundred and sixty-three... Two thousand three hundred and sixty-four!"
"Two thousand three hundred and sixty-four silver coins!" Placing the last silver coin into the chest, Baron Lancaster's eyes widened with excitement, his hands and feet seemingly unsure where to go.
