After stopping at a location he deemed safe due to the few zombies in other areas away from him, Malachi said nothing to anyone and immediately started to absorb the remaining crystal hearts he had not absorbed in the morning before the incident with the mutated bird happened.
For the first time since he started absorbing crystal hearts, the pleasure that came with taking the red gas into his body suddenly became uncomfortable.
Malachi did not even feel the joy of slowly getting stronger like before.
If anything, it felt like his negative emotions only got stronger. The realization that he was still too weak ruthlessly kept hitting him.
The fact that they almost died today, if it wasn't for the pathetic little strength they could gather, kept hitting him.
The fact that he and his family were able to live because they were disregarded rather than with their strength made him angry.
