"What happened?" the clan master asked with a deep frown on his face.
Taking a deep breath, the guard arranged his thoughts and explained what had happened.
Before he could finish his explanation, a resounding bang came from the mansion entrance.
"T-They're here…" the guard muttered, his voice trembling as blood drained from his face, eyes wide with terror.
The clan master and elders, their faces grim and tense, hurried urgently out of the grand hall, every step heavy with dread.
Their carefully laid plans—using a borrowed knife—had unraveled in an instant. Failure now could spell disaster; the collapse of their clan was within reach.
'Why? Why did this happen?' they all screamed in their minds.
A crushing weight pressed down on their chests, fear gnawed at them, gnashing with the realization that everything might be lost.
The silence after the warning grew deafening as they grappled with despair.
