"We simply cannot abandon them here; it would be such a waste..." Limon mused to himself as he surveyed the cold and desolate warehouse. The future of Keen Village hung in the balance, shrouded in uncertainty. There was a distinct possibility that it would soon be razed to the ground by the encroaching undead. If these weapons and pieces of equipment were left to languish here, the inevitable outcome would be their burial beneath the ruins.
With such thoughts swirling in his mind, Limon turned to the women following in his wake and instructed, "These weapons and armaments must not be left to gather dust. Distribute them among the troops. Do your utmost to clear this place out and ensure that not a single weapon is left behind."
