Hills and the other youths turned pale, clearly frightened.
"But..." Hills shivered slightly, yet stubbornly spoke, his voice so small it could barely be heard in the room, "but if they came to save us, we wouldn't be... ."
"They're not coming." Thor growled angrily, "For over a hundred years, in all these years, no one has ever come to save us!"
"Our technology was completely destroyed by alien creatures, even writing isn't allowed to exist!"
"We can never leave this city in our lifetime, we don't even know what this world is like!"
"We're nothing but playthings for the alien creatures, always trembling in fear to please them, and any carelessness could make us their next day's meal!"
"Who has ever come to save us?!"
"If they could come, they would have come long ago!!"
Thor's voice grew smaller and smaller, and finally, he knelt on the ground powerless, his eyes turning red.
