Isha paused briefly, then added, "But if one wave isn't finished before the next begins, the next wave will merge with the previous one, and the numbers will grow."
Her tone remained steady, but the meaning was clear, what was already dangerous would become overwhelming.
"If that happens, the pressure on the walls increases. Weak points start to break… and once a breach forms—"
She didn't finish the sentence, and she didn't need to. Everyone there already understood. Once a zombie entered the town, it would only increase their difficulties.
"But don't worry, Raghav, Neha, and Imran always take care of such situations." She added calmly.
Vikram nodded slightly, his eyes shifting toward the horizon beyond the wall. The sun was still high but slowly descending. Time was moving. Three hours were left before the first wave began.
