War, it was a fancy name for when people butchering themselves without a care in the world, when they got at each other's throats and tried to kill each other.
But could the fake war be used for what Silva brought to Olen? It was not war; it was a massacre. It was a complete massacre, because Olen stood no chance.
When the main force made their move, clad in the wonderful armors and weapons that Silva had provided, they ripped through Olen.
There was no pity, hearts were sealed off, and Silva became a real villain. Regardless of who or what stood before them, they cut them down.
The streets were littered with blood and the mutilated bodies of humans. As for those that surrendered, they were teleported back to Fake Dragon, where they would know what to do with them.
The main army of Olen refused to leave the capital; they focused all their resources on protecting the capital.