"Somebody come give me a hand. I think there are people buried under this rubble."
"Hey, take this kid to the physicians. Let them check if she is all right or now."
"Ma'am, please stop. I am sorry to say it, but your children are gone. They won't come back from you harming yourself."
"Help! Help! My-My son, has anyone seen my son. Please, my son!"
"WAAAAAAAH, Mommy, I'm scared."
"M-m-my father, h-h-he k-killed my m-mother. H-he he he— why did he do that?"
Ning couldn't help but feel sad as he walked amongst the destruction. The battle had ended, they had won the fight, but the tragedy had remained.
Now that there was no terror to distract them, the sadness had overtaken the city. Everywhere he went, all he could hear was the cries of people who had lost their friends and families.
