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A angry mob is capable of many things especially when they have powerful allies backing them up.
I thought I read something that assassins were part of the mob, They riled up a crowd to besiege the castle in an attempt to wipe out the Wolf school.
‘Mercy!’ an unkempt young man with crazy eyes fell on his knees in front of him. ‘Spare me!’
Geralt spared him, stopped the movement of his arm and sword, using the momentum intended for the blow to spin away. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the unkempt youth spring to his feet and saw what he was holding. Geralt interrupted the turn to spin back the other way. But he was stuck in the crowd. He was stuck in the crowd for a split second.
All he could do was watch as the three-fanged fork flew towards him.
Unrelated. Geralt died in a simple pogrom that started out as a neighbor's spat. The crowd that tried to wipe out the Wolf School was raised by mages although there's little lore about them.