Zombie…?
The word echoed in their minds like heavy tolls of a city bell. Although they initially refused to believe it, they began to remember Leon's transformation and unimaginable feats.
The claws, the fangs, the inhuman actions, it all came back to their memories. Coupled with the fact that Leon himself admitted it, they became alarmed.
'So the person leading us was a zombie all long?'
This was the collective thoughts in their minds. Professor Oliver looked at Leon with a calm expression, not understanding why the young man chose to reveal this information. And why did he say he was a zombie?
'He could have just explained that he's an Undead… whatever he called it.'
The old man racked his brains but failed to understand Leon's thoughts. Before he could think of defending him, someone spoke.
"So what?"
