Keeping guard here, I've lost count of how many times I've seen corrupted imperial soldiers rush headlong toward the camp. And that empty, crazed look in their eyes─it'll haunt you for the rest of your life.
While you were infiltrating the tower, the whole camp was in an uproar. Some of the tempered even broke free from their restraints, and the screams... Oh gods, the screams...
Thankfully, the situation's under control now, but for a while, things were looking very bleak indeed.
As much as we try to remain hopeful, the burning skies are a constant reminder of how powerless we truly are.
All around the camp, people finally have a reason to smile again. The refugees have had more than their share of hardships, and I'm glad I've played some small part in returning a bit of normalcy to their lives.