The last echoes of the battle faded, leaving Zorvax and Ophelia alone with the silence of their victory and the corpse of the level 3 zombie sprawled before them. Zorvax's chest rose and fell with deep, weary breaths, a small smile playing on his lips—a rare sight reserved for moments of undeniable triumph.
His eyes, which usually held a sharp, almost predatory look, were now soft, reflecting a momentary peace as he glanced at the glowing system announcement in front of him.
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[Level 3 Zombie Core Obtained]
[Zombie Points +5000]
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"Look at this, Ophelia," Zorvax said, a hint of astonishment in his voice as he gestured toward the floating text. "Five thousand points for one zombie. Ten times the amount from level 2. This... this changes everything."
