277: End of War
A little girl that was at her home, cowering in fear from the monsters, now came outside to see the spectacle of light that surrounded the entire world.
Descending from the skies were angels. Angels made of sheer light who rode horses and, giant birds of magnificent wings that are also materialized by light.
They began to sweep the darkness away, like a giant curtain that is being open for the blue skies.
"Is it… finally over?"
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Underneath that, was the warriors of Zuerst who were all holding their weapons as their eyes fixate on the phenomena that could only be perceived, at that time, as a miracle.
The warlocks, and all entities of darkness, started to fade away from the light. The sea monsters drew back to the see, back to their deep slumber; as well as the remaining monsters were now killed by the warrior angels made of light.
Truly, this was something that was the work of someone powerful.
