Time goes back to ten minutes ago.
When the angry people surrounded by the rebels began to besiege the prison of Dorolia Castle, the prisoners who closed their eyes and kept their eyes open in the dark and humid dungeons.
Listening to the faint sound of gunfire and shouts, and looking at the dust falling from the top of their heads with the occasional tremor, they looked at each other and saw a bit of surprise from each other's eyes.
Soon, with the creaking sound, the door of the dungeon was slowly opened, and the figure of the dungeon guard chief appeared in the eyes of the prisoners.
His face was hurried, his eyes were bright, with a faint trace of