Countless people rushed around the palace. They Looked at the solemn buildings and the armored soldiers and the awe that deeply rooted in their bones calmed them down and stopped them from going forward.
However, there were too many people. Seen from the palace, half of the city was nearly filled with vegetables. Senses of tension and violence pervaded the air.
Thousands of soldiers and archers formed lines of defense to maintain order, while hundreds of ascetic monks and dozens of West-Hill Divine Guards were vigilantly watching the sky, three old priests in red came out of the palace, solemnly.
They followed the black crows here but they lost them. They all raised their heads to look for the black spots as many hungry geese.
Some of them found the crows when they looked at the White Tower Temple to the southwest of the palace and began to shout.
"They are over there."
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