Synopsis

The train rattled onward, a mournful rhythm accompanying the exodus. He watched the city shrink in the distance, a knot of guilt tightening in his chest. Coward and scoundrel, they called him. Yet, could he stand by and watch those who had shared laughter and hardship face the Demon Lord’s legions alone? The question echoed in the carriage, unanswered, as the train carried him further from the fray and closer to a decision.