In another corner of the Four Border City's realm, a unique convergence was unfurling—a mingling of paths that had led various dispatched teams to a singular point. This chance encounter was a blend of surprise and expectation, an occurrence that seemed both unexpected and oddly fated. The absence of Barnie's group, while intriguing, only added to the enigma shrouding their presence.
Amidst the unfamiliar landscape, the teams' shared gaze conveyed their astonishment and a certain understanding—a silent acknowledgment that this meeting was somehow meant to be. As their eyes met and lingered, the march of the undead was a backdrop that unified them all. The ceaseless forward movement of the skeletal horde held a sense of purpose that resonated deeply, linking their disparate quests.
