Faye Yardley headed toward the eastern outskirts of Rhovan. She walked openly down the main street at a leisurely pace, ignoring any Evolved Zombies that tried to strike up a conversation. Those who persisted were either scared off by her icy glare or violently crippled by her fists.
Just like that, she strolled all the way from the inner city to the outer city, eventually arriving at the base of the city wall. Looking up at the towering structure, Faye hadn't expected Rhovan to actually have a wall. The city she had previously encountered in Dungeon 3 didn't have one.
She stared up at it for a long while before reaching out to touch it. The texture against her hand told her this wall was far from ordinary. It looked cold and hard, but surprisingly, it felt soft—even a bit sticky. She pulled out a tissue and wiped her seemingly clean glove. Then, she began walking along the wall.
