At the Old Fortress on the other side, Madison discovered the mad plan her mother and that old man had devised. Growing increasingly uneasy, she heard her father Mark's teachings echoing endlessly in her mind.
She locked herself alone in her room. The devastation on the island, buildings reduced to ruins, mothers separated from their children, lives vanishing—these scenes churned endlessly in her heart like a film playing back and forth, seeming so real, so cruel.
An inexplicable sense of guilt rose within her. She had been the one to approve of this plan alongside her mother. She had left her father and concealed her mother's intentions, which had led to all of this—at least, that was what she believed.
If she had exposed everything to her father, would today's tragedy never have happened?
"I am a sinner..."
Madison fell to her knees on her bed. Her eyes vacant, she unconsciously repeated those words—she was a sinner. Her conscience was under immense condemnation.
Yet her love and obedience toward her mother made her choose to remain in her room, trying to escape everything by shutting herself away.
On the island that had become a field of ruins, evacuation efforts were proceeding in an orderly manner. Given the island's complicated and ever-changing conditions, along with the possibility that Titans could reappear at any moment, Monarch's rescue teams did not meticulously search for or rescue those buried beneath the rubble.
They moved all currently known survivors onto the planes. After flying them away, they took one deep look at the island, which had been utterly destroyed by the Titans, its entire ecosystem even completely transformed, before turning and leaving.
Until they could fully confirm that the island was safe, they would not set foot on it again. As for survivors buried