Against The Undead Mutant [1]

Maintaining my determined focus, I pressed onward with a brisk sprint, occasionally casting fleeting glances over my shoulder. In the distance, discernible amid the turmoil, were vague silhouettes locked in fierce combat with the encroaching horde of monsters. My thoughts raced as I mused, "Surely, those must be fellow hunters."

Though I couldn't be certain whether their efforts would merely buy us time or result in the complete annihilation of the horde, each slain monster counted as a victory. If they could manage to eliminate even fifty of these creatures, it would undoubtedly provide invaluable assistance to Bernese.

"Regardless," I reminded myself, "my immediate priority is rescuing Ana... I have faith that Bernese can handle these minor threats."

The atmosphere in the vicinity was eerily bleak and devoid of any signs of life, not even a single corpse in sight.

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