Still in the village
"What's wrong?"
Cranberry got to his side and asked, tilting her head in confusion.
"..."
Zombie glanced at her and only shook his head shoving that there is nothing wrong while trying not to roar in anger.
|Zombie, calm down.|
Patience hurriedly called out to him in a reassuring voice.
|She can hear us, you still have her threads coiled around your arm.|
The sealed overseer assured him.
"..."
Zombie glanced at his right hand and indeed, there was a single thin crimson hair-like tread wrapped around his right arm, gently falling onto the ground and disappearing...
...into the crowd of villagers.
|You know why am I angry.|
Zombie gritted his teeth and furrowed his brows in a fit of cold anger.