Rioting.
Madness.
Many trembled as they watched their former closest friends mercilessly drive blades into their chests.
Their eyes were as black as night, as merciless as the coldest weapons in the world.
And for everyone who still resolutely held this city at this moment, nothing could have been more agonizing. They had not died on the front lines of resistance. Instead, one after another, they met gruesome deaths beneath the swords of teammates and companions to whom they had been willing to entrust the rest of their lives. What a cruel irony it was for them.
Blood and fire filled the city, along with piercing screams and cries of grief.
Before the Nightmare Demons had even breached it, the city seemed to have already fallen apart in the slaughter among its own people.
Kill!
Keep killing!
Silver Fantasy's eyes were already bloodshot. She was like the last pillar holding up the City of Faith before its collapse. Wherever her blade swept, she cut down the soldiers who had been corrupted and polluted. At this point, death was their final salvation.
Corpses carpeted the streets, and blood stained their clothes.
Even as she slaughtered, she kept reorganizing the scattered units, gathering as many surviving fighters as possible under her call and leadership.
By the time she fought her way to the Happy Home, the area had already become a blood-soaked battlefield. Eve and the Sin Lord held their ground there, their resistance keeping the corrupted Polluters from breaking in for the moment.
"Miss Machine Intelligence!!"
The Sin Lord cut down one of the Corrupted Ones with a single slash, then met the approaching Silver Fantasy, panting.
As Silver Fantasy descended from the sky, she looked up and saw the residents of Dark Night City sheltered within the Happy Home. Many