Misfortune follows the good things that come.
Zera coughed out the dust, pushing past the debris that fell on them. She checked their surroundings and gasped upon finding themselves in the middle of the rubble.
Not only that, but they were also visibly surrounded by zombies and monsters.
The good news was it was no longer raining. But the bad news was that they were in a difficult situation.
Standing back to back, the four players coughed the remnants of the dust. The mega zombie stood a few distances away. It was looking at Zera.
At first, she thought it was only her imagination. However, Zera was sure that the mega zombie was mocking her. It had a slight smirk on its chopped lips.
In her mind, she would advise the latter to put on some lip balm. But would that even make a difference to someone already dead?
