A translucent screen appeared before Sid's eyes, hanging in the air.
[PROFILE]
Name: Evelise Miravale
HP: 100/100
Stamina: 100/100
Race: Humanimal (White Rabbit Variant)
Age: 20
Job: Herbalist
Physique: 160 cm / 50 kg
Sid scanned it quickly, frowning.
"What the hell does this profile even mean in a zombie apocalypse? None of it makes sense. But… if it explains why the system scanned for beauty criteria, then maybe it does. So you've got a race, a job, stats— all that? You actually had a life before this? A job, even? Damn, making an NPC this real… that's just crazy."
Another snarl cut him off, closer this time. The sound of nails scratching against stone echoed through the broken windows. Sid swore under his breath.
"No time. They're here."
He reached down quickly, grabbing Evelise's hand to pull her up. But she snapped, her hand slapping his away with surprising force.
"Seriously?"
Sid hissed, glaring at her.
