The soldier gulped loudly and licked his lips before he began spilling everything, words tumbling like stones loosed from a cliff.
"The virus… it wasn't an accident," he rasped. "It was a weapon—sent by another country. We had reports, months—no, years—before the outbreak. But we underestimated it. By the time it spread, it had already adapted, mutated. Human DNA twisted beyond recognition. Flesh-eating monsters… not even human anymore. We couldn't stop it." His voice cracked. "So the military scrambled. They created the special squad… fifty researchers, countless officers, soldiers. Our task was to study the infected… and the awakened like you."
A chill surged down Yunfeng's spine. His hands trembled as he clenched his fist until his nails embedded into his palm. The pale blue-green glow of his eyes sharpened like blades in the dark.
"So the poison you told Yuki to slip into our food…" Yunfeng's voice was raw, trembling with rage.
