Several thousand of the escaping stronghold residents had been looted by several hundred refugees of their watches, jewelry, cash, and food, leaving nothing for them at all.
The food they were carrying was already scarce.
When the disaster struck, none of them were ready for it, so who would think to go and grab food?
Or to put it better, the important people from the stronghold did not have a concept of what to do in a time like this. That was because the majority of them had never had to suffer from hunger before. So, even those who did take some food with them had only grabbed a few snacks at most.
Of course, there were also some people who didn’t get robbed. For example, those who were standing in the radius of five meters around Milo were spared from the looting.
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