Nighttime slowly approached Winterseed II, and the moon rose high, its pale light the only illumination over the village.
The banging sounds as the monsters threatened to burst down the walls, and their angry, eerie, bloodthirsty cries drifted across the village, filling the villagers with even more fear of impending doom.
The fear of the villagers significantly increased as the darkness of the night veiled the village, the moonlight casting long, eerie shadows.
Nevertheless, despite the sounds of the monsters trying to break into the village, the soldiers boldly moved ahead towards the walls to defend it—they were ready to lay their lives down in order to guarantee the survival of the others.
Most of the soldiers were middle-aged men who had experienced many battles, which had strengthened their will. There were a few young soldiers, but even they had made up their minds to fight and lay down their lives to protect their village.
