Blackout 
Karnariel eyes Lexianna warily. He motions for his followers to lower their weapons. He swallows hard. 
"This is what the Lords felt when The Father approached them." He looks to all the faces in the room. "With such a vast difference of power... I suppose I don't really have a choice."

Ryuji's squad is here. He motions them forward. 
"I never asked these children to follow me. Nicholas, tell her. Why you follow me." Karnariel says to the oldest one, a young man, about 16 years of age, clad in bronze armor. His surcoat has a emblem of a sun. He speaks clearly and precisely. 

"My mother and sisters were raped to death in the town square where the Imperial Knights executed my father for treason. I spent the next 3 years serving a pedophile Noble. I slit my wrist one night hoping to die. My blood smeared wrists allowed me to slip my wrist shackles and I passed out in the woods during my escape. The Sun Cloaks found me and brought me here. Karnariel fights to end stories like mine. This is all I have left."

Next a girl steps up. She's younger. 15 at least. But she doesn't speak. Instead she signs words that are almost a sentence. 
"Name. Sophie. Was. Whore. 6. Year. I. Complain. Food. Rotten. Madam. Cut. Mouth." She opens her mouth to reveal that her tongue is gone. "Karnariel. Save. Me. Make. Stop. Die. After. Throw. In. Thrash. Too. Sick. 4. Work." She pauses. "No. Home."

She taps the last boy on the shoulder. He's the youngest 9 years old. His eyes are covered by bandages. He has a harp at his waist. 
"My turn? Finally. Uhhhhh... basically the same as Sophie except I complained that the Ma'am's saggy tits were hard to look at." Sophie glares at the young boy. "Is she staring? She's staring isn't she?" Thre boy reaches out and places a hand on Sophie's chest. Sophie rocks his head back with a merciless right hook. 

"MOTHER FUCKER! KARNA YOU HIT HARD! YOU KNOW THAT CAUSES MY EYE HOLES TO SEEP!" The bandages over his eyes slowly turn a deep crimson. "I was a Bard for a noble out west. Her daughter wanted to "see the world through an artist's eyes" so she had mine cut out and gave them to her daughter." The boy leans against the table. Blood dripping from his face. "I'm Grant by the way."

Karnariel speaks up again. 
"Each child here has similar stories. These are the Orphans of Karn." He looks around at all the young faces in the room. "They've no homes. No family. And no hope for their futures. Despite what I've said and done. They follow me because this..." Karnariel motions vaguely to everything. "... this is just their life now."

Elsewhere
Shadow laughs. 
"Show of force? Misunderstanding? You blew up the fucking moon and in the same moment stuck another one back in its spot." He keeps his arrow trained on her. Lloyd's horse is in a panic. He's barely keeping in control. 
"My Lord, enough words. Let me kill this witch and be done with it." Lloyd asserts. Shadow is quiet for a long time. He whispers, almost to himself, finally. 
"Them today. Us tomorrow." He looks deep into Lexianna's eyes. Then let's the arrow fly past her head. "Stand down Lloyd. Let's hear what the witch has to say." Shadow smiles bitterly.