At the evening's twilight, night creatures begin to crawl from the depths of despair. The walls that they used to protect themselves tumbled down. The rubble of their past lives will be forced to become weapons.

There isn't any joy in 'survival of the fittest' but it is a necessary evil. No one wants to die, that's a given. But fighting to see another dawn break through is worth a little bit of bloodshed.

When you've suffered enough, fighting becomes tiresome. So don't blame the creatures that wallow in their emotions, they're just trying to survive like the rest of us.

No one has to worry until the sun breaks through and all the pieces fall into place. When the board is revealed, the creatures will find where they stand.
It's what happens after that should worry you.