Time rewinds to a few minutes ago.
As the angry crowds rallied with the insurgents to begin the siege of Dorolia Castle Prison, within the dark and damp dungeons, the prisoners, who had been resting with their eyes closed, began to open them.
Listening to the faint sounds of artillery and shouting, watching the dust fall from above with the occasional tremor, they glanced at each other and saw some suspicion in each other's eyes.
Soon, accompanied by the creaking sounds, the dungeon gate slowly opened, and the figure of the Dungeon Guard Captain appeared before the prisoners.
His expression was hurried, his gaze bright, faintly carrying a hint of excitement.
"The uprising has begun! Comrades! Our allies inside and outside the castle have risen! The castle gate has been taken! The Seventh Legion and mercenary corps are besieging Dorolia from the outside."
"Comrades! It's our time. It's time to leave this dark place, time to step into the light!"
