Selma Payne's POV:
Without a doubt, Autumn City had become a living hell. It was no longer a problem of defending against the enemy. It was unknown how many people could be saved from the enemy and how many of them were still unknown.
New Flow could only devour pollutants, and the black gold moths could only repair physical damage. I was helpless against my already damaged spiritual world. The only reason that the orphans from last night did not go crazy was because they had only been contaminated for a short period of time. However, Autumn City had fallen for so long that the situation could not be compared.
'Everyone, prepare your defenses. Don't let a single bit of your skin get exposed."
