"Why..." a knight shed tears as he hugged the body of a lifeless woman. "Why!" He yelled and glared through his helmet at the sky.
The other knights walked by dragging their feet because they were all as in disbelief as the knight. They saw their small, peaceful town had been turned into ashes. The bodies of their friends, neighbors, and families were scattered on the ground, unrecognizable.
"Aren't we the ones who have devoted our time and lives for this nation?" The knight captain muttered under his breath, feeling guilty and responsible for the death of the innocents.
"The ones you devoted your time and life to isn't the nation, but those who are in power. You're being used for their greed and interests. Now, do you see it? How they treat the live of their people like nothing?" A man wearing a red robe stood in front of the devastated knights.
Some of the knights turned their heads toward the man in the red robe, listening to his words and taking it in.
