The craoca ran slowly. At night, one didn't know where a tree lay in this winding pathway. Darkness hugged us and we honestly couldn't know if we had come back to the same place again. Most possibly not, we could see the horses and camels…
''No! They have also become zombies!''
I knew just by listening to these animals. Horses didn't growl like lions. They neighed, they grunted, but this noise wasn't something a herbivore would ever make.
''What do we do? Turn back?'' Ling'er nudged me from behind.
''No, there are bags at their back. We should distract the other horses and camels first and then target them. Most have already wandered off,'' I said and got down.
Although these animals were strong, they were not practitioners with tempered bodies. Even after being infected, they couldn't compare to any Body Tempering practitioner rank 3 or above. Now if our craoca had become a zombie, then even I couldn't have done anything.
