Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1065

The grave pit was a large grave mound. It was as high as a small mountain, and there was a big tombstone standing on it, engraved with many names.

Aurora's terror reached its peak, her throat releasing sharp, desperate screams for help.

One of the guards opened the cage door and grabbed her by the hair. Then, he yanked her out and tossed her onto the ground. Aurora felt a wave of pain flood through her body; she curled up, trying to crawl away.

The guard immediately seized her hair again and dragged her toward the grave mound, shoving her against the tombstone. He pointed to the names carved on it and roared, "Do you even recognize these names? You don't understand, do you? They're all the people you killed!"

Aurora shook her head frantically, gasping, "N-No, it wasn't me—"

Before she could finish, the enraged villagers surged forward.

Her screams cut through the crowd, echoing in the valley, sending birds scattering in fear.

Black clouds gathered from all sides, quickly blotting out the sky. Thunder rumbled, drowning out Aurora's screams.

Blood began to seep from under the crowd, flowing like a winding stream.

Outside, Penny, Yuna, and the others had no idea what was happening to Aurora. From the chilling cries and the blood that stained the villagers' knives, axes, and hoes, it wasn't hard to imagine the horrors she was enduring.

They sought revenge for their deceased loved ones in the most direct way. They didn't need to tear her apart slowly. A villain like her shouldn't be allowed to live another moment, for the souls of the wronged could never find peace as long as she remained alive.

Gradually, Aurora's screams faded. Her body was hacked beyond recognition, with only her face and head still somewhat intact. Her limbs and torso were a bloody mess.

Aurora was still alive, but the pain made her teeth chatter, and the fear of death made her feel as though her insides were being torn apart.

The faces of those around her were filled with murderous rage. They raised their knives and axes, bringing them down upon her body. The stench of blood filled the air, and the sight of it reminded her of the day her soldiers slaughtered the villagers.