I had recovered enough that I was able to walk on my own, but they had already prepared a wheelchair for me just in case.
But I didn't use it in the end since I wanted to at least walk on my own two feet.
That was a mistake as walking up the walls really was hard on me. When it was over, I was bent over and panting in an attempt to catch my breath.
After catching my breath, I looked out at the scene in front of me.
Seeing this, I immediately understood why Klein had revealed that awkward look.
That was because the undead horde wasn't doing a single thing.
From time to time, there might be one or two undead that seemed to wander off, but the majority of the undead just seemed to be standing there. It was as if they were standing there in a daze, without a single thought in their minds.
