When the sound of artillery fire faded, it signaled that the demon beasts had been cleared.
Before nightfall, Zhouyun City quieted down.
As the alarm lifted, the survivors emerged from their shelters in fear, facing a city resembling a ruin and the scattered remains of bodies. Apart from sadness, their eyes held confusion.
It was as if they couldn't believe what lay before them.
In just a few hours, their lives had undergone a complete upheaval.
"Dad, where's Mom?"
On a pile of rubble, a boy in a kindergarten uniform looked around, terrified.
Tear streaks were evident on his face, and beside him was a man, visibly anxious.
"Mom is at home, let's go home."
The man picked up his son, speaking loudly as if trying to muster some confidence.
"Then let's hurry home to find Mom, Dad."
The boy tugged at his father's hand, urging him anxiously.
"Alright, we're going home!"
The man nodded, but as he walked briskly, tears began to flow.
