The attackers retreat from the scene, vanishing into the night. The battle is over, giving way to silence. The FAC soldier's shields are stained with bloody grime.

"..."

She shakes off the grimy contaminants before the cowering sheriffs, marking out an arc-shaped cordon.

The crowd is dead silent. No one dares to approach this demonic soldier who came as reinforcement.

you look at her walking away without saying a word. Although you were a little scared, you were also curious...