The sky gradually darkened.
Whether they had just left the Holy Domain space or were still hunting Demonized Beasts in the wild, Awakeners all made their way back to the Sanctuary.
Those who were too far to return had already picked spots early to set up camps and lay traps.
At night, the wilds went from being fraught with dangers at every turn to sixteenfold the peril.
Human vision was limited, while Demonized Beasts became even more ferocious, their range of hatred even wider. Just a slight sound or a hint of human scent might attract swarms of Demonized Beasts.
Clang, clang.
The train, reinforced with thick armor, roared past.
Accompanied by the roars of Demonized Beasts, the rat-tat-tat of firearms, and explosions.
Beneath the pitch-black sky, there were flashes of light from explosions that lit up the darkness now and then.
