Mm. Something will come along and wipe them out. It's inevitable. Maybe the human homeworld, wherever it is, will hold up better, but our world. [ Geralt shakes his head. ] I think it's just ... something that will always change.

[ Gnomes and vrans and elves and dwarves and humans, monsters raining from the sky, portals constantly being ripped open. They don't even know who the first inhabitants were. But eventually, something will crawl up on the shores of the Continent and do to the humans what they've done to the Elder races, what the elves did to the vrans. ]

Nothing is unmovable.