~ Third Person's Point of View ~
Alice couldn't get rid of the thought that she was ended on the top of a stranger in the middle of chaos and uproar.
She looked upon at the dark sky while waiting for the undead that is still coming out from nowhere.
They have lost half of the men who can help to protect the survivors, lurking at the ruined barrack.
"We cannot annihilate all of them, Master! They are aggressive as the night has come. We are incapable and we lack men and weapons."
As he spoke up with his Master, Alice suddenly said. "We have no time to retreat! Gather all the guards and men who can grasp a weapon with courage and vitality! I won't accept downfall against the undead. You are stepping in the land of great Kings and Queens, land of deities and dragons. And, you are standing before me– the p..."
"Maaaster! Look at them!"
