บท 82: Undead Kingdom Escape Act

They say you become sensitive to the place you live in. Seasoned sailors could tell from the waves alone that a storm approached.

People living in nature became used to the calls of the birds and the waves of the trees. Ones without clocks could tell the time just by looking at the sun.

Parents could tell, with time, when their children were hungry or sleepy or whatever hundred other things little annoying babies became.

Just like that, people adapted.

"Captain?"

A whisper asked, but Ramus only kept his fist raised high.

"Not now…"

Being in the midst of the monsters all the time, closer than even the others in the Apocalypse were.

Ramus remembered well the times Vincent had just thrown him in the middle of zombies under the guise of training, or that time he was thrown in the middle of skeletons, or even that Orc thing, that was Vincent's idea too.