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"Undead? Did they turn into Undead here?" Drake asked.
"We don't know," said the King. "But they seem to spread a strange disease through biting. A few of our soldiers suddenly turned against us. We've had to take them down to prevent the strange disease from spreading further."
"However, there are larger hordes of those undead over there, too many, hundreds of thousands I would say," said the Queen. "So far, we've used our Forcefield Walls to keep them at bay, but they're relentless, and there seem to be stronger, tougher, mutated beings among them."
"This is really weird..." Drake said. "Wait a second... mutated zombies? Huh... so it's really Earth, but..." He glared at Benladann and Miranda.
"Yeah, maybe," Miranda nodded. "They're zombies made using something synthesized from the mold, but I couldn't sense anything, so it's probably a derived thing, a different strain, or maybe something different."
