The revelation that the zombie before them was Zorvax struck Alicia, Brock, and Sera with such profound shock that it momentarily rooted them to the spot. Their faces, once brimming with aggression and readiness for battle, now mirrored a complex mix of disbelief and burgeoning guilt.
"Zorvax?" Alicia's voice quivered as she spoke, her fiery demeanor cooling into a flicker of doubt. "Is it really you?"
Brock, standing beside her, clenched his fists, his brow furrowed in confusion. "But how? We thought you were gone... lost to the horde."
Sera, quieter and more contemplative, took a step forward. "We left you behind," she murmured, more to herself than to the others. "We had no choice."