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Zeta looked back at Yoshiro, her eyes filled with uncertainty. "We are fine, please head the warning we gave. The bodies must be destroyed or you will find yourself fighting zombies as well as the masters."
Concourse
Along the unoccupied concourse that lead to the foyer where the away team had entered, streaked a swarm of parasites. Flying at incredible speed any debris they struck went flying out of the way. Their keening growing louder as they closed upon the soldiers.
Zeta looked back at Yoshiro, her eyes filled with uncertainty. "We are fine, please head the warning we gave. The bodies must be destroyed or you will find yourself fighting zombies as well as the masters."
Concourse
Along the unoccupied concourse that lead to the foyer where the away team had entered, streaked a swarm of parasites. Flying at incredible speed any debris they struck went flying out of the way. Their keening growing louder as they closed upon the soldiers.