"Save, save me!"
"Someone, save us!"
A middle-aged woman in coarse clothing was helplessly holding a young child, curling up under a wall corner of a house in Bris City of the Australian War Zone, shivering.
Not far from her, her partner who had been her life companion had already fallen in a pool of blood.
Those wide-open eyes seemed to be warning the enemy not to harm his family.
However, as an ordinary civilian, he lost his life to just a piece of stone lifted by the explosion's aftermath.
The woman would never have thought that.
This Bris City, which was gradually becoming prosperous, was still unable to escape the clutches of the Demon Race.
At this moment, shouts, bites, screams, cries, and explosions continuously intertwined in the sky above the city.
The entire Bris City was shrouded in the shadow of death.
