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Death has paved the night with its colors, the song of the young girl now a requiem.
The dark clouds tile the night eternal, and the wails of the dead linger on.
Crimson waves gather near the transport craft, once again trying to drag it to the ground.
Smoke rises from the wreckage of the craft, but the flame has not taken any life.
The Constructs guarding the craft exit the craft safely, parachuting their way down. Looking up, they can see dawn has arrived.
The frame, white in color, stainless, and divine, stretches its wings, defying gravity and hovering by the top of the church's clock tower.
This is her last fight.
She will become the vessel of science and hope, the change to eradicate the gravely imprinted shadow of the Punishing Virus.
Stepping on the staircase of light, she declares war on the endless night.
