Before Mr. Davis could discuss further plans with his fellow base members, they heard a resounding alarm! A sign of dangers!
A wind ability user came tumbling into the room, nearly breaking the door. His face was filled with immense panic.
Before someone could rebuke him, he spoke first in a high-pitched tone, loud and clear. "Mr. Davis, it's bad!" After a pause to catch his breath, he continued, "We saw tens of thousands of zombies marching to this place!"
"Tens of thousands!" They all jolted in shock.
"How could…"
"Is it the damned zombie's doing? That woman infiltrated our base…" Mr. Davis muttered. He sprang to his feet, biting his lip and pacing back and forth.
If Zerra were there, she would have rolled her eyes. She would rather sleep than doing such a troublesome thing!
