Although Fiona wanted to leave immediately, she knew that she needed more preparation.
Next, she lit her Zombie Warding Lamp...
It was a small lantern that glowed with a pale blue light, capable of repelling nearby Zombies.
It wasn't perfect, but it kept walkers, runners, and other zombies at bay long enough for her to move safely around the town…
Soon, she pulled her cloak tight around her shoulder. The fabric was heavy and weather-worn, concealing her figure. Beneath it, she strapped on her short sword, its blade sharpened to a lethal edge, and holstered her gun at her hip.
Her preparations were meticulous.
She knew that it was less likely that the Overlord Clan members who were chasing after her would still be here, but it was better to be on the safer side.
After every weapon was checked, she warmed up for a bit as she felt that she had stayed here in the bunker for too long. She had to stretch out and ensure that she could swing her sword or shoot her gun when needed.
