Twelve hours have passed since the battle against the angels for the [Bridge] began, and we've finally had a break, both demons and angels having retreated to their control points to rest.
After all, a war can't function without small pauses happening. Strangely, Lucien and Laplace disappeared, though I didn't even have time to think about them; I spent all my energy tending to the wounded with Faye.
While Eve and Syl'Vyr handled nearby enemies, the wolf I created also reached its limit and self-destructed at some point, which is a shame since it helped a lot.
"T-Thank you, General E-Evelyn." A severely wounded soldier thanks me as I finish bandaging him. Dealing with so many wounded and so much blood has desensitized me slightly, because I focused so hard on the reward I'll get that everything else seemed irrelevant.
