Under the night without light, the pitch-black tide continuously pushed the Bloodthirsty towards the shore. They required no rest, and at the moment of contact with the land, driven by the alchemy device on their bodies, they exploded with unimaginable power and charged tirelessly towards the Fortress of the Morning Wind.
Simultaneously under attack, the Condensers of the Clarks were also mobilized. Although initially at a disadvantage, they still struggled to resist. The roaring bombardment and surging Ether repeatedly washed over the coast, piling up countless corpses.
Gradually, they realized that not all Bloodthirsty were self-destructive. Most were only highly aggressive, while those with tremendous explosive power were mixed among them.
Under this frenzied assault, the Night Race gained the upper hand, continuously pouring into the Fortress of the Morning Wind through breaches created by the Wind-Eroded Birds, extending the melee into the interior of the castle complexes.
