In her own grip, she held a dual-bladed energy knife, its humming glow adding an eerie contrast to the impending confrontation.
Jenny's assessment of Hobe's humor wasn't far off the mark. Even in the face of potential danger, Hobe managed to infuse the moment with a certain levity.
The tension that hung in the air momentarily dissipated as their eyes exchanged a shared acknowledgment, embracing the irony of what were once the guardians of this research facility, now transformed into undead threats.
The control room loomed a mere few meters ahead, a crucial waypoint in their mission. To guarantee Anna's safety as she monitored the team's progress, it was imperative to clear the immediate vicinity of any lurking zombies.
"Need your cooperation, Hobe," Anna articulated.
"Cooperation granted," Hobe responded with a nod.
They readied themselves to confront the undead obstacles blocking their path to the control room.