As they passed through the gates, the Hybrid guards closed the gates behind them, keeping the undead stragglers at bay. Kazuichi set the woman down gently, his muscles finally allowed to relax.
"We made it," Arisu said, a rare smile crossing her face.
Kazuichi nodded, his gaze shifting to the woman they had rescued. "Let's get her to the infirmary," he said. "She needs medical attention."
Together, they carried the woman into the stronghold, the familiar sights and sounds of a stronghold were a welcome relief. The Tokyo Stronghold was a bustling hub of activity, with survivors going about their business, secure in the knowledge that they were safe within its walls.
