The heavy scent of decay clung to the air as Kazuichi and Himeno wandered through Sector 12, their footsteps echoing softly against the cracked pavement. Even under the midday sun, the place felt desolate, as if the land itself had been abandoned long before the outbreak. Buildings stood in ruin, their foundations barely holding, while old machinery lay scattered, half-buried in rubble. Still, the real threat lurked beneath the surface, in the shadows.
Himeno glanced sideways at Kazuichi, her hand resting casually on the hilt of her blade. "You really think we'll find anything here?" she asked, her voice low, almost a whisper against the silence around them.
Kazuichi's sharp gaze darted from side to side, scanning every corner of their surroundings. "We'll find something," he replied, his tone certain. "Scouts don't make mistakes about a nest. There's always something."
