"We can rely on just the system alone," Mathew muttered, sitting down directly on the bloodied ground while doodling with his finger directly on the ground. "If we had someone capable of watching our backs with a gun, maybe we could avoid getting that unlucky guy to the state he is in," he said, glancing over at the school building.
As the entire area was now more or less safe, the unlucky hunter ended up held in one of the classrooms on the first floor of the school, within the wing opposite to the one where Daniel carved out the wall with his fist to make the shaft accessible.
In theory, the level-one zombie cure was supposed to hold the unlucky guy in his current state, stopping his symptoms from getting any worse. Yet, knowing how wicked the merchant could be at times, Mathew didn't dare to take any risks.
