It was a quick and easy decision. No one argued, except the one getting lynched.
Tonight the town wasn't as timid. They grabbed their fellow townie by the ankles, and drag him in front of the Bala statue. They all laughed and danced as they pelted the poor townie with towns. His life for thiers seems like a fair trade.
Busy with the festivities of lynching the townies once again missed the absent of one of thier own. If they weren't drunk with madness they would've saw the negoitation between the old man and their friend.