Even though there were only three cargo trailers in place, their length and height would require considerable ti to fully cover them with the earth wall.
After an hour, Vulture and the others finished covering the three cargo trailers, just in ti for Aston and his team to arrive with another three.
Their goal was to completely erect all ten cargo trailers that Sparrow's team had brought back.
The reason it took Vulture and his team an hour to complete their task was that they alternated their efforts to fully recover and avoid depleting their spiritual energy, as Kisha had advised.
Whenever they felt they were nearing their limit, they would step back, allow the others to take over, and return once they had rested.
Kisha's presence significantly accelerated their recovery, but it still placed a strain on their ntal stamina.
Nevertheless, they persevered as the sky gradually turned a deep crimson and a cold wind began to blow.
Fortunately, Aston's team returned with hot coffee to keep Vulture's team warm and alert throughout their work, and they provided towels to help dry their sweat, ensuring that no one would catch a cold—even if it was unlikely for an awakened ability user to do so.
After so ti, Vulture's team beca accustod to their task, working faster and more efficiently.
By half past seven in the evening, they had successfully completed all ten cargo trailers, fortifying both the inside and outside.
They even managed to erect impressive earth spikes outside the wall, far superior to their efforts from the previous night.
Kisha couldn't help but smile widely at the sight. Watching them take initiative felt akin to seeing her child grow and learn to run after just mastering walking.
She felt an overwhelming sense of pride.
Their task beca significantly easier thanks to Aston's preparations.
He had set up several large headlights around the work area, ensuring that the warriors could see what they were doing even after sunset, reducing the risk of zombies ambushing them from the shadows.
After delivering the last cargo trailer and securing it in place, Aston and his team didn't leave imdiately.
To streamline the process, they positioned all the headlights around the trucks and cranes, making it easier to transport them back inside the base once they were done.
Once they completed their tasks, everyone hopped onto the trucks for the ride back.
"What's that?" one of the warriors asked, his gaze fixed on sothing erging from within the city.
As the truck turned around, the headlights now illuminated the road ahead, making it difficult to see what was behind them.
Initially dismissing it as a fignt of his imagination, he squinted into the darkness.
But the more he focused, the clearer the shadow beca, revealing a movent and a gleaming eye staring back at him.
The warrior shuddered uncontrollably, transfixed by the gleaming eyes staring back at him from the darkness.
Despite their terrifying presence, he couldn't tear his gaze away; the fear held him captive.
Those eyes were both bewildering and chilling, and he sensed that if he looked away, whatever lurked in the shadows might leap toward him.
He couldn't shake the thought that this mont would haunt his nightmares for days to co.
As soon as soone spoke, the rest turned in fear, instinctively on guard against a potential attack from the shadows.
Kisha, with her heightened senses, also heard the hushed warning. When she glanced back, the dim outlines in the darkness beca clearer to her, revealing what others struggled to see.
She scrunched up her nose and furrowed her brows, squinting into the darkness.
A humanoid figure erged, moving toward them in slow, deliberate steps. Its eyes glimred ominously in the dim light, creating an unsettling contrast against the shadows.
It wasn't alone; a smaller figure scuttled ahead, walking forward with a steady pace, while the larger figure trailed behind, exuding an air of nace.
The sight sent a chill down her spine, and an instinctive sense of danger began to rise within her.
With her heightened senses, Kisha could pick up the sound of rapid, labored breathing.
It was strange—more like gasping, as if the creature were parched and struggling for air. The noise was disturbingly familiar.
Then, she caught a low, guttural growl, unmistakably that of a zombie. But this one didn't sound as feral or aggressive as the others.
Instead, it had an eerie, subdued quality to it—tad, but still dripping with nace.
Kisha's breath caught in her throat as a chilling thought crossed her mind.
Before anyone could react, she leaped from her spot onto the roof of the truck's driver side, landing near one of the large headlights.
With swift precision, she swung it toward the approaching figures.
The sudden beam of light montarily blinded the other warriors as it swept across their backs, causing them to squint and instinctively adjust their vision.
Despite their disorientation, they quickly dropped into defensive stances, though confusion crept in as they realized the figures weren't attacking—or even making a move.
Their questions were soon answered when Kisha focused the light on the figures.
Arf!
Grrr!
At the front was an Alabai dog, nearly as large as Zeus. While Zeus had a bear-like presence, this dog resembled a massive, muscular pit bull. Kisha couldn't help but feel like its head might be bigger than hers. But that wasn't the most unsettling part. Behind the dog stood a female zombie, her long, tangled hair covering her face, leaving only her gleaming eyes visible.
As it growled, little puffs of steam escaped from its mouth, adding to its eerie presence.
The mont the light hit the zombie and the massive dog, the zombie let out a low, warning growl, while the dog imdiately shifted into a defensive stance, ready to lunge at anyone who dared to approach.
Its posture radiated aggression, as though it was poised to bite off the head of the first person to step forward.
The sight of the zombie was unsettling, but what truly took everyone by surprise was the bizarre relationship between the two.
The dog wasn't being led by the zombie—quite the opposite. The leash was tightly wrapped around the zombie's hand, tethered to the dog's collar.
It was the dog that was dragging the zombie forward, keeping a calculated distance between them, almost as if it was controlling the pace.
Kisha and the others were so stunned that no one thought to react imdiately.
They stood frozen, eyes locked on the aggressive-looking Alabai dog and the zombie trailing behind it.
The zombie made repeated attempts to bite at the dog, but each ti, the dog skillfully dodged, then barked sharply before glancing back at Kisha and the others.
The group's confusion deepened—what did the dog want?
Its actions seed contradictory. On one hand, it appeared to be warning them not to approach, but at the sa ti, its barking and glances almost seed to beckon them closer, as if it was trying to communicate sothing they couldn't quite understand.
'Does it want us to feed ourselves to its forr owner?' That unsettling thought crossed everyone's mind as they exchanged uneasy glances.
It was the only explanation that made sense in the mont.
The dog clearly didn't want them to approach, perhaps out of a fierce loyalty to its zombified owner.
Yet, at the sa ti, its actions seed to invite them closer, almost as if it was guiding them to offer themselves as a al.
"What a loyal dog," soone muttered under their breath, a mix of disbelief and dark humor.
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