I walk among the rubble, some of my men following in my feeps. The entire castle of this Archduke has been scratched off the surface of this earth... there remain only corpses covering the ground, as well as a thick smoke from the castle burning intensely... our attack was a great success... some enemy survivors beg for help, but my soldiers just finish them, until one of them tells me the presence of the enemy Archduke's son among the rubble...