Emil thought this was meant to be a peaceful village.

After escaping from his own cruel world, he was thrilled to find refuge amongst other kings and princes. Those who also fled from war from their own cities and kingdoms.

In the day, wine flows. Feasts are attended. And not only that, but kings are kept under the watchful eye of the deity that is said to protect this village.

Until nightfall. But Emil doesn't want to think about dusk. Not in this moment.