The same night.
Far away, in an abandoned town within the territory of Freedom Wings, two uninvited guests suddenly arrived.
These two "guests" had pale skin and a pair of black wings.
The Black Wing Tribe!
They had been ordered to purge all humans from this land.
They had come to this town because they sensed the presence of humans within it.
Their senses were remarkably sharp. Just as they had guessed, dozens of people were living in the town's church.
These people made a living scavenging. During the day, they searched the town's ruins for food, and at night, they slept in the church.
There was also a priest among the scavengers. He was the people's spiritual pillar.
Through every difficult day, it was the priest who encouraged everyone to persevere.
At that moment.
The priest was praying inside the church.
Then, footsteps rang out.
The priest stopped praying and saw two men approaching with grim expressions.
"What's wrong?" The priest picked up the Bible and asked calmly.
"It's monsters, Father."
"They look like humans, but they're as big as mechs, and they have black wings on their backs."
The two men did their best to describe what they had seen.
The priest's expression changed. "Get everyone to the basement immediately."
The two men nodded and went to carry out the priest's orders.
Before long, everyone living in the church had gathered at the basement entrance.
There were old people and children, as well as men and women.
The priest knew every person there. As they entered the basement, he blessed each of them. "The Lord will protect you."
Soon, the basement was packed with people.
The priest asked, "Is everyone here?"
A man said, "No, that old man isn't here."
The priest knew that "that old man" referred