Ophelia's Bionic Suit

Zorvax turned to Ophelia with a determined look. "Let's go hunt some more zombies and humans. We need more zombie points," he said, his voice clear and devoid of any hesitation.

Ophelia, standing beside him, nodded in agreement. Her face was calm, her eyes bright with the thrill of the hunt. "Yes, let's go," she replied simply, her tone matching the simplicity of her nature.

Together, they set out into the desolate landscape, moving with a purpose that was undeterred by the ruins that surrounded them. Their strides were confident, the silent communication between them a testament to their shared experiences.

It didn't take long before they encountered a group of level 2 zombies shuffling aimlessly through the debris of a shattered world. The zombies were oblivious to their approach, their groans a discordant soundtrack to the destruction they wandered through.