Day 11:24 PM - Glassgow Quarry, King of Prussia, Upper Merion Township, Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, United States of America
Mark stared at Christia with both confusion and surprise.
Who would not feel this way? Think about an infected properly asking for a battle. This kind of thing never passed by Mark's mind even once.
Only because Christia was here that it was possible to happen. An Infected Queen that retained her human memories. Just how many individuals like her would there be in the world among the billions of infected?
"A challenge? It's not a fight until one of us dies, is it?"
Mark asked. That question, however, made Christia show a smile.
"If it was before, that might have been the case. But now that we met you, I would rather not risk our lives here. But of course, we can't just go back like this since, you know, us infected are hot blooded individuals."
"By the eight divines. Can I decline?"
