The chickens were indeed waiting for Zombie – and they were doing it by standing in a straight line right by their pen's gate!
It was honestly really cute, and had another positive effect – it took Zombie one glance to count them all without any trouble.
"Two are missing."
His expression soured as he pointed out before he entered.
|Patience, how the hell did we miss a whole monster...? Does it have a high-level sneak skill or something?|
Zombie asked inside of his head.
|No. It's more likely that it got here after we already left... It looks like it isn't nocturnal after all. Good, that crosses out all of the most dangerous options.|
Patience answered calmly.
"Yes... whatever bastard is, it got one hen."
Melon nodded with a dissatisfied frown and glared towards the treetops visible from above the fence.
"One? What about...?"
Zombie tilted his head and looked back at the old man when...
