As the sun sinks lower in the sky, a great hush falls over the square where the Villagers debate.
"Did I hear thee correctly?" says the Tailor perkyevil.
"He speaketh the truth! I vote to kill maniakes!" says the Goldsmith blackbeardin.
"Aye, you heard me correctly," says the Lawyer maniakes. "I am neither Seer nor Werewolf. Perhaps if you kill me tonight, many of you may live to see harvest. I vote for my own death."
The headsman emerges from the Church with the sword Justice in both hands. amphitrite27 places a black sackcloth over maniakes head, and he kneels to place his head on the stump.