No matter how dark the night may be, dawn will always arrive. No matter how much change a night can accommodate, everything comes to a halt at the moment the sunrise begins.
When dawn appeared on the horizon with active solar spiritual energy, the entire frozen battlefield resounded with various sounds, especially for those unlucky ones who had been adrift in the Star Realm for nine months. This emotion even moved them to kneel and pray, tears streaming down their faces.
Others would find it difficult to understand the emotion of being alive to see the sun once more, and Uncle Sun was very accommodating today.
The moment it jumped out of the horizon, it brought more active solar spiritual energy than usual, even carrying a strange sheen. Perhaps the fall of a Divine Spirit really caused some peculiar changes in the material world. In any case, the vampires had a truly miserable morning.
