Midnight.
In the Otherworld, around every shelter, the mutated creatures once again fell into a frenzy just like every other night.
They feared sunlight, loved the darkness, and under the mysterious power of the two moons, became insanely frenzied.
Most of the survivors in the shelters had already chosen to rest early, conserving their strength in hopes of finding a way to combat the dual disasters the next day.
But in places like this desert, wilderness, forest, and valley, the earth surface also had many black openings from which creatures covered in green scales but standing upright like humans kept emerging.
Some even rushed out from the stone doors!
However, in large numbers and quite noticeable in the night, these green Lizardmen were not attacked by any mutated creatures, and all the mutated creatures seemed to avoid them like something terrifying.
