The already small number of players left became even smaller, their numbers dropping from hundreds to mere tens.
"Is this the great and mighty plan you thought of, Commander? Yes! I'm a traitor to the Empire. I helped two prisoners escape! I accept all of that. But the prisoners I helped—they're the ones defending the Empire right now. They're the ones fighting their hardest. You saw it, didn't you? They could easily leave this battle. It's not theirs to fight. And yet, they stayed—defending the wives, children, mothers, and fathers of the knights who locked themselves cowardly in a castle, allowing others to fight on their behalf because they're afraid of death, using tactics as an excuse to mask their cowardice!"
Elizabeth, unable to take it anymore, shouted at the war commander. Her words resonated with every knight. They all tensed up, guilt slowly creeping into their hearts.
