C250 Slaughter

Late at night in Ridge South Town, the sounds of clashing weapons, battle cries, and wails merged into a chaotic symphony. On the intersecting streets, a few brave townsfolk ventured out of their homes onto the cobblestone paths, craning their necks with grave expressions to see what was happening.

At the entrance of a grand estate, the Ye Mansion plaque hung askew, supported by a single corner