The lamplights at the harbor flickered dimly.
The municipal administration was still supplying power to the harbor, perhaps saving more lives and facilitating the Exorcists dealing with the Human Pus at the port.
Though the Exorcists had never truly advanced deep into the harbor.
The Exorcists' front line had only progressed to the end of the bridge, beyond which it became difficult to advance further.
Being in the open meant that Human Pus could swarm from all directions, despite their bulky, twisted, revolting bodies being easy targets. The numbers of Human Pus, usually far larger than the bullets carried by the Exorcists, seldom came alone.
And they wouldn't give the Exorcists time to reload bullets for several seconds.
"It's been a long time since I had such an easy job," Weiden whispered to his colleague next to the burning torch, "Just hiding behind a barricade, and pulling the trigger on any Human Pus that appears. Civilians could do this with ease."
