The Stained

Part 4

The boy cowered in his tent. The screams of the villagers captured rang out through the night, making it impossible for him to get any rest.

The day slipped by with relative ease. There was no battle. The villagers were no match for the Knights. They slaughtered a few, and captured the rest for their sick desires. Only the night knew what was happening to those poor people. Only the night would know what was going to happen next.

Unable to take it any longer, the boy packed what little supplies he had gathered and ventured out into the night.