Thirty-Seventh Entry [Video]

[Poland turns on the video feed from behind a barricaded door, sword in hand. His clothing is heavily damaged, and bloodstained in places; it's difficult to tell what's his and what isn't. Still, he seems fairly calm and determined, sword in hand and eyes on the entrance.]

Like, where is everyone? We should totes try to get people together so we can defend whoever can't figh--

[Just then, the door breaks down. For an instant, his eyes harden and his stance grows defensive; then he sees something, and his eyes go wide.]

...Jadwiga? Oh, Mother of God...