In the quiet night sky, a solitary drone was flying, with seven individuals watching intently from its perspective, viewing the landscape passing swiftly beneath it.
The drone was expertly crafted, and the sound produced during its flight was reduced to an absolute minimum, but it wasn't completely silent.
Its quiet "whirring" flight sound, particularly noticeable in the serene environment, occasionally attracted flying moth zombies that would quickly leave once they realized it wasn't living.
Only the memory of food mattered to zombies. Non-edible items were quickly forgotten after a single glance. Consequently, the same zombie could be repeatedly attracted to the drone, charmed by its sound.
Grunting in bloodlust, the occasional zombie on the ground raised its hands upon hearing the noise.
Any flying moth zombie, daring to reach out and grasp at the drone that was the size of a washbasin, would quickly find itself shredded by sharp rotor blades and forced to retreat.
