After the external threats were eliminated, the warriors of Eternal Night City became even more fearless.
When countless octopus-headed corpses were strewn across the ground, all the survivors finally collapsed onto the ground, either waiting for rescue or easing their fatigued bodies.
"We survived..."
"Survived again."
"Hahaha! Wonderful! This pitch-black night—I could gaze at it for a lifetime and never tire!"
No matter where one lives, at least one is alive.
Eternal Night City had languished in darkness for countless years and battled external threats for countless years.
Yet no one ever considered simply giving up.
Life, once born, should strive to endure and carry on.
Generation after generation, Eternal Night City persisted this way.
The city may one day face destruction, but by no means can it happen under this generation's watch.
