"Come…here…"
The little fox felt its limbs slowly take little steps, which made the half-zombie Evander beckon her over with his free hand.
'He really did it, and I'm screwed.'
[That's what I call an entrance. If he could just change his outfit and put that baggage down, it would be more perfect.]
'What nonsense are you saying? Can't you see the atmosphere isn't right?'
[I know the atmosphere isn't good. That's the reason why I'm trying to lighten up your mood because I know you're going to be in a tough situation.]
Indeed, the system was right. She's in for a lot of scolding because she lied about Evander's condition.
That growl attracted the attention of the other people. They aimed their flashlights to the direction they heard the growl, and their eyes fell on the silhouette standing on top of the rubble of the collapsed wall.