"To the estate!" The soldiers roared, directing people towards the lord's estate.
The crowd surged like a panicked tide, pushing each other while their desperate screams blended into a cacophony of terror as each person fought to be ahead.
Despite their armor and great strength, the knights discovered that their strength couldn't hold back the stampede. Thousands pushed forward with relentless force, their desperation outweighing the knights' strength.
Behind them, the east district was nearly engulfed in flames. The blazing heat licked their backs, making the people even more desperate to move through the narrow path that would lead them to the carts—their only hope of reaching the lord's estate.
A knight caught sight of a man trying to force a wide cart into the flow of people. It was too large, threatening to block the space meant for people.
"What do you think you're doing? Stop!"
