A few minutes earlier.
Since the Train's departure from Slosbert, the journey had been smooth with no complications, technical or otherwise.
The gentle hum of the conversations of the passengers seated on the rows of plush, cushioned seats that stretched down the economy class cars mingled with the rhythmic clatter of the wheels on the track, creating a backdrop of tranquil movement.
Unfortunately, this tranquillity was broken when a group of people suddenly got up from their seats and grabbed random civilian passengers, holding up swords and daggers infused with energy to their necks and shouting out.
"Listen up! Don't even think about resisting, all right?!!
With this many hostages, we don't give a damn if we lose one or two of you!!"
Panic rippled through the previously calm passengers, replaced by a tense silence and wide-eyed fear.