But as the most ordinary of ordinary people, the thought that her end would soon arrive made Pardo's hands tremble.
But Pardo had already lost so many friends to Herrschers. It was time to get some fierce revenge on one!
"As expected of one of the Thirteen Flame-Chasers. You're far stronger than I am." Chen Luo placed a hand on Pardo's head and gently stroked it.
"Haha, Boss, you're joking..."
"All right, no need to be modest. By the way, Pardo, do you have any wishes or anything? If I can, I'll do my best to make them come true," Chen Luo asked.
"Huh, wishes? If I had to name one... could I borrow your Cat Teaser Stick, Boss?" As Pardo spoke, she looked toward a corner of the ruined Dusk Street, where a gaunt black cat was hiding.
The lives of creatures like cats could sometimes be unbearably fragile, yet sometimes unbelievably resilient.
Though there were no survivors left outside the base, some small lives still remained.
Whether that was fortunate or unfortunate, Dusk Street was not among humanity's final three major cities. That meant there had long been no survivors there, but it had also avoided nuclear bombardment.
Yet the end of these little lives was coming as well.
The Herrscher of the End's carpet-bombing attacks would bring extinction to every living thing on the surface.
"Sure. I've also got some canned cat food and cat treats." Chen Luo took out the Cat Teaser Stick and handed it to Pardo, while also producing several cans of pet food.
Chen Luo had originally bought these cans to feed pets, but every one of his pets was stranger than the last, so they had never been of any use.
Pardo, who had been staring fixedly at the Cat Teaser Stick,