When the commotion began in the town, Dieterma, who was constantly monitoring the opponent's actions, had already received the news. He had just finished arranging the defense tasks amid the chaos when someone delivered detailed information about the town.
"Are you saying the aliens have set up a row of tall poles on the streets, hanging our spies upside down from them? What about the people from the two great clans? They didn't touch a single one, all released?" Dieterma felt chills upon hearing his subordinate's report and said with a trembling voice.
"Yes, my lord, the opponents acted decisively and ruthlessly. Our people had their teeth knocked out, tongues pulled, limbs broken, and were hung upside down on the poles. Now, the two major camps' forces in the town have fully mobilized and surrounded our camp tightly," the spy recalled, with lingering fear, the gruesome scene he witnessed while hidden among the crowd.
"Where is Little Friedrich! Fetch him for me!"
