By the time the Zombie Horde from Solaris Citadel arrived, all they found was a single, lonely corpse lying in the dirt.
Vexia was sprawled on the ground like a broken doll, her body limp, her face frozen in a mask of terror—as if she'd seen something so horrifying, it stopped her heart cold.
"Vexia! What happened?! Wake up!"
A few of the A-class zombie lieutenants rushed over, panic in their voices as they called out to her.
But Vexia didn't move. Not even a twitch. Her body was already cold—completely lifeless.
"She's... she's dead!!!" one of them cried out, eyes wide with shock. The others looked just as shaken, fear creeping into their undead bones.
She was fine just a moment ago...
And now, just like that, she was gone.
"Quick! We've gotta report this to Boss Dreadpaw!" one of the lieutenants barked, already turning to run.
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