At the frontline…
June noticed the mist behind them. It wasn't difficult to discern that something had happened to the rearguard.
If it were another grade-4 zombie, then there was no point in wondering about the zealots. They'd perish even if others tried to help them.
Instead, it was better to focus on the monstrosity in front. Its form invoked fear, even among the enforcers.
No, it's more like worry.
Even if just one of them made it to the teleportation circle, it would be their victory. It should have been easy, considering there was only one zombie stopping them.
Yet, none of them stepped ahead.
Not out of fear, but caution.
Why was there a single zombie there? Was it a trap or Blaze's negligence?
From what they had seen, Blaze wasn't one to make such decisions. He must have something going on in his mind. Perhaps it was another attempt to toy with their emotions. To show them a way out, only to snatch it away.
