75: Val's speech!

"Thank you, captain," Halden managed to wheeze out, still catching his breath from the near-death experience. His gaze shifted back to the howling horde, eyes reflecting his lingering terror.

Leroy, while keeping his gaze forward, responded in a resolute voice, "No need for that, Halden. We're guardians. We watch each other's backs. Now, brace yourself. This night isn't over yet."

As the relentless onslaught of the undead and beasts continued, the guardians of the train fought back with every ounce of their power. However, despite their fierce resistance, the tide of monstrosities seemed inexhaustible. After all, each fallen beast or undead was swiftly replaced by another, stepping forth from the obsidian cloak of the night to join the ceaseless assault.

The relentless, unending attack began to take a toll on the guardians. Fear and uncertainty started to take hold of them.