Distrust
After separating from his men, Williams hurriedly made his way to his hidden office to burn several maps that showed the way to his other camps.
Just because they had caught into him, didn't mean that he should give them the advantage of catching the rest of his men as well.
Of course, he also burnt away any documents that might be of any use to his enemies.
And finally, when he was sure that there was nothing else to do... He wore a dashing blue robe and one of his well-known 'Ghostly Prince' mask.
Yes... Even if he had to fall, only he would decide how he would go down.
'Bang!'
William blew up all the entrances to the building and hastily ran towards one of the sheds at the corner for firewood.
'Click!'
He lit the wood on fire with his lighter, and calmly sat down on top of some of the piles of stone rubble in front of the main door.
He looked at the bow in his hand and sighed.