After Shane allowed the entry of the ten survivors led by Lily and Elsa, he shifted his attention to the moving Zombies.
As Shane surveyed the approaching horde, his gaze fell upon the tide of Runner Zombies numbering around 400... Their erratic movements hinted at their frenzied state.
In front of them were approximately 100 Violent Sprinter Zombies, their speed and ferocity posing a significant threat to the defenders. Their force would most likely empty their barrier's energy once again if they managed to crash their bodies into the Aegis Force...
Yet, it was the ominous presence of the Survivor Zombies, a formidable force of 10, that sent a chill down Shane's spine.
Indeed, despite the formidable numbers and varying classes of zombies, it was the small group of about 10 Survivor Zombies lingering at the rear of the horde that gave Shane pause.
Unlike their more mindless counterparts, these zombies retained a semblance of their former selves, their movements deliberate and calculated, and although very far, Shane could tell that their eyes were fixed on him... It was as if they could tell that he was the leader of the group.
Eldric, the self-proclaimed strongest Scavenger, held his Kris Blade tightly. His eyes scanned the horizon. "We're not getting rest this time, huh..." He murmured.
Lady Seraph, the Royal Knight, cracked her knuckles as she felt that her hands were already getting numb from holding the crossbow...
"Lord Shane, I'll be switching to my sword..."
"Go ahead!" Shane replied as he didn't really mind. After all, the number of her arrows may have dwindled a lot, so it was better for the elves and others to use them.
At this time, Lucas then reminded Cassius to use his other weapon. Well, Cassius' Nail Bat was already heavily bent after being used so much. He could use other swords or spears that Leo had made but there was something better.
"Cassius, use that one instead!" Lucas said, pointing at the Chainsaw that was ready below the rampart.
"Haha! You're right!" Cassius laughed as he excitedly took the item.
Soon, the Zombies reached their estate!
Shane adjusted his stance, his Laser Sniper Rifle cradled in his arms.
"We can't underestimate them," he warned. "They seemed more violent after chasing those Survivors... Everyone, don't be complacent just because their numbers are low."
Graaagghhh~
Her white coat was stained with blood, her hands calloused from many examinations, so the others somewhat felt nervous...
However, they knew that it was necessary.
Anna had to carefully check their bodies for bites, scratches, or any injuries caused by the Zombies. Any injury left unchecked could spell doom.
The Zombie Infection could be swift—a single scratch, a drop of infected blood, and a survivor could turn.
Mr. Wadsworth, the butler, stood by her side.
"I hope that everyone remains silent unless you're asked by the doctor so we can be quick."
His silver hair was impeccably combed, and his demeanor was definitely calm.
His eyes scanned the newcomers, assessing their weariness, their fear. He knew that danger could wear many faces, so he was also being vigilant around them.
Anna led them to an isolated room in the newly built building while she allowed others to sit or rest before they were called.
The survivors sat on wooden benches, their eyes darting between Anna and Mr. Wadsworth.
Soon, Anna worked methodically.
She checked each person, her gloved hands gentle yet thorough.
This time, she chose to examine the two leaders.
Lily winced as Anna probed her shoulder—a deep bruise from a zombie's grasp. There was no torn skin, so she was still fine.
Next, Elsa then flinched when Anna examined her ankle—a twisted joint from a fall. It was amazing how she was still able to continue running after so long. Of course, aside from examining their injuries, Anna also treated them with her prepared medicines...
After a while, Jake entered the room. Soon, he also winced as Anna cleaned a gash on his forearm. He explained that it was a jagged rock's handiwork. Anna didn't think too much of it as she treated the injury.
And then there was Alex. His eyes darted, and his jaw clenched after Anna looked at him.
Soon, Anna peeled the front of his shirt, revealing a long scratch across his chest!