She ran desperately through the streets, trying to escape this hell, yet unfortunately, she was targeted by the beast. Her routes of retreat were blocked, and she stood in the middle, wailing loudly.
As the beast pounced, this mother erupted with astonishing maternal instincts. She squeezed into a corner, back outwards, lying there, using her body to forge the final shield protecting her kin.
Yet, in the face of the bloody reality, the power of motherly love was truly insignificant.
The mother was swiftly torn apart by the beast, and the child she protected was snatched from the blood-soaked corpse, becoming food for the beast.
The hovercar driver stared in a daze, and Sikinkov covered his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes.
At this moment, the border district had completely descended into an earthly hell, fear and despair engulfing the entire area; countless lives disappeared amidst this merciless slaughter.
