Ryo sat outside on the worn wooden steps of the house, his gaze locked onto the scene unfolding before him. The afternoon sun cast long shadows, but the air buzzed with tension as his zombie army prepared for their latest drill. This wasn't just any test—it was a display of dominance and control.
Sayako stood in the center of the clearing, her pale, smooth skin gleaming under the sunlight, her white eyes cold and focused. Around her, the strider horde circled, their movements fluid and predatory. Ryo gave a slight nod, signaling the start of the test.
With a snarl, the first strider lunged, its speed blurring the distance between them. Sayako's response was immediate. She ducked low, evading the swipe of the creature's claws with ease. In a single fluid motion, she twisted, her leg snapping out to sweep the strider off balance. The creature stumbled, but before it could recover, Sayako leaped, her body a blur as she soared over its head.