Chapitre 105: Offers

Gene's curiosity was piqued as he watched the Runner Zombies flail against the unseen barrier.

With a sense of curiosity, he descended the watchtower. His crossbow was left behind as it was the main weapon for whoever was assigned to man the watchtower.

Thud…

The ground met his boots. Then, he approached the gate, his hand steady as he unlatched it.

Stepping beyond the safety of the estate's walls, Gene stood about three meters from the undead, separated by the mysterious force field.

Indeed, there was another three meters "safety zone" outside the wooden wall of their shelter.

He then moved to the side, away from the Runner Zombies.

Then, he reached out tentatively, his fingers meeting resistance as if pushing against a viscous curtain.

With a grunt of effort, he pressed forward, the barrier giving way just enough to allow him passage.