C72 CHAPTER 72

The store was a wreck—the entrance smashed in, shelves toppled, and merchandise strewn about haphazardly.

Zombie corpses were strewn across the floor, their blood creating a dark, slick morass.

Only a single level-2 guard remained standing, seemingly unfazed by the chaos around him.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concern, sensing her shiver and trying to stifle her tears.

"I... I..