The Cleaners have arrived, clad in heavy isolation suits. The sound of heavy breathing comes from beneath their gas masks. They work tirelessly, swapping shifts every few minutes due to a lack of specialization. Occasionally, alarms sound, and others carry out the unconscious workers.
A faint mist fills the air; it is vaporized Neutralizing Liquid. Though powerless against the strange corrosion, it at least brings some peace of mind.
Ordinary humans are so powerless against the corrosion, yet despite this, humanity has still gained a slight advantage in the war against the Demons.
From time to time, the screams of monsters echo through the air. Some of the eggs have not fully hatched. The Cleaners brutally tear open the hard layers and drag out the mucus-covered Demons. They resemble undeveloped embryos, deformed and curled up together, with human-like features on their strange bodies, akin to incomplete evolutionary beings.
