Shaun's expression remained calm, but there was a bitter smile on his lips. "You're seriously better at escaping than I am!" he exclaimed. "You don't want to face the evil thoughts, so you make me deal with it? Trusting humanity's hope to a damn zombie—have you lost your mind, or have I?"
Shaun's voice grew hoarse as he cursed Dwight. He looked up at the sky, closing his eyes, which were now redder than ever.
In front of him, a radiant sphere continued to pulsate, containing a terrifying divine power. "You really got me into this mess," Shaun muttered to himself, even though he didn't want to admit it. Dwight was still his only friend in this apocalypse.