C427 Ovum

Beneath his feet was soft sand. Every time he stepped on it, a deep footprint would be left behind when he moved it away.

On the beach behind the defense line, Lorenzo Mannoff walked at a leisurely pace.

His gaze landed on the Mobilization Soldier on the defensive line, as he looked towards the tragic bay.

Corpses had already piled up on the shore, and at the point where the water met the land