A week later.
As night fell, the lights of the distant towns gradually illuminated, corresponding to the emerging stars in the sky.
In this serene night, the Demon Energy Train sped along the rails, passing majestic mountains, dense forests, and tranquil lakes.
Inside the carriage, the lights reflected off the deep brown hardwood floor and antique copper decorations, making the elegant lacquered walls appear evergreen. It seemed to be whispering the tales of times passed.
The passengers, standing and sitting, engaged in various conversations. Ladies in evening gowns held glasses of wine that shimmered with deep red as precious gems, whispering with their companions. At one corner of the carriage, a group of young people eagerly discussed their longing and anticipation for the Protoss Imperial City.