Night had finally arrived, bringing a gentle darkness that enveloped the old castle in comforting silence. The night sky appeared exceptionally clear, dotted with countless tiny stars sparkling shyly, like delicate diamonds carefully scattered across a vast black fabric. The soft rustle of leaves carried by the night breeze added a calming yet melancholic touch that soothed the heart.
Inside a small command room that had been deliberately prepared, Sylvia stood tall in front of a large wooden table covered with detailed maps of the surrounding territories. Most of the maps were marked with small symbols indicating the positions of the zombie units she had ordered to patrol strategic points. Her sharp, serious eyes scanned each symbol, ensuring no area was overlooked.
