The torrential rain poured down on the Paradise, yet it couldn't extinguish the blazing fire burning on it. Everywhere Bologue looked was filled with ruins and corpses, as if the Demons hidden within Free Port had agreed to emerge in full force today, dancing in a frenzy.
Amidst the storm, sporadic gunfire could be heard, as the remaining guards rallied their forces for a counterattack. In the tide of people, Condensers were still a minority; more relied on modern firearms and tactical maneuvers.
The guards had already established a line of defense on the burning docks, resisting the subsequent Demon attacks, but it was all in vain. The main force of the enemy had already breached the Paradise and was advancing deeper inside.
Bologue's mind was filled with noise, with Yuriel constantly reporting the latest battle situations and coordinating each team member. This role, which had been inconspicuous in the Special Operations Group, now shone with its own brilliance.
