It was him!
Faye Yardley's pupils contracted. For the first time, she felt that having a good memory wasn't always a good thing.
This was a zombie she had seen in Dungeon 3. It wasn't one of the grunts they had killed, but one of the leaders—the last one to jump into the pit when the green light had appeared!
However, it didn't look as imposing now as it had back in Dungeon 3. Either she had gotten stronger, or this zombie hadn't yet reached that stage of its development here in Dungeon 1.
Faye Yardley was more inclined to believe the latter.
If it were in its Dungeon 3 form, it would be dressed more neatly and wouldn't occasionally drag its feet when it walked.
'Besides, as a solo dungeon, Dungeon 1 can't be completely impossible, can it?'
Having finished her mental assessment, Faye Yardley straightened up. Head high and chest out, she watched with full attention as the zombie charged toward her, one step at a time.
