Delwias Island was rapidly sliding into total extinction following the recent massacres. The surviving inhabitants slaughtered one another over trivial disputes while helplessly awaiting the next wave of catastrophe.
They anticipated a relentless barrage of natural disasters, attempting every single day to construct crude shelters and defensive barriers, yet the expected apocalypses never materialized.
Instead, every morning forced them to awaken to the filthiest, most horrific reality imaginable, a nightmare forged entirely by their own hands.
Days of mindless celebration followed their triumph over Yogev's union, yet not a single soul bothered to bury the mountains of corpses.
Declaring that the fallen enemies deserved zero honor, the Assembly simply gathered the bodies, dragged them a short distance from the castle grounds, and left them out in the open to rot.
