Shit!
The door is not that strong as the defense. He had killed a fair number of zombies, but they just kept coming.
Their sheer numbers are like a tidal wave. They compact together as if their limbs are connected. Their bloody hands keep reaching out and shaking the flimsy cabinet door. Trying to break through and devour the living human behind it.
Lucien was contemplating what he was supposed to use at this moment. Should he take out the 'Draw Spear' and behead these zombies? Or use the Infinite Cloak to make himself invisible?
At that moment, the door to the last room opened. Lucien saw from the crevice of the cabinet door a man in his thirties, staring with a horrified expression at the swarm of zombies.
He was alone.
Lucien clicked his tongue in annoyance. What the fuck is he still doing? Standing there like a gawking ostrich, can't he see it's the perfect time to escape?
