And just like that, Kisha and her companions managed to enter the shelter without any further casualties. The soldiers surrounding them looked at them with admiration, as if they were seeing their idols for the first time. Kisha and the others waited for the medical team to arrive to complete the inspection, similar to their own initial experience.
Feeling a sense of responsibility, Kisha felt compelled to brief both her group and Clyde’s group on the upcoming inspection and what to expect while inside the tent. It was a brief explanation, but everyone understood the importance of cooperation.
The female members of the group felt embarrassed about exposing their bodies to others, but they refrained from raising any concerns because they understood the necessity of the inspection. They chose not to make a fuss, recognizing the importance of cooperation in the situation.
The gatekeeper, however, abandoned his stern demeanor and hurried to where Kisha and her group were positioned. He observed their remarkable skills from atop the wall, unable to tear his gaze away. He closely watched their movements, attempting to glean insights, but he realized that while Kisha’s group made it appear effortless, replicating their actions wasn’t simple.
Their maneuvers demanded either exceptional agility or explosive strength to kill the zombies that suddenly became so strong.
He also recalled the recent departure of Kisha and her group from Gate 2. They exhibited incredible strength and navigated the outside world with ease. Despite their prowess, he couldn’t shake the concern that they, like others, might not return. The world beyond the gates had grown increasingly unpredictable, fraught with unforeseen dangers.
The recent zombie raid, and the inexplicable surge in their strength, only heightened his apprehension.
Little did he expect, Kisha and her team returned unscathed, even bringing back survivors. Observing their protective formation around the survivors, he couldn’t help but regard Kisha and her team with reverence, as if they were battle gods defying all logic. The thought of joining their ranks crossed his mind; he believed that aligning with Kisha’s group could only bring positive outcomes his way.
Without hesitation, he resolved to find an opportunity to showcase his strength in front of Kisha, perhaps aiding them along the way to demonstrate his commitment. Lost in his thoughts about how to approach Kisha’s team, he was interrupted by Duke’s cold voice accusing, "Your lookout fired a shot at my wife."
The gatekeeper was surprised to hear what Duke had said and broke into a cold sweat, he looked around to find the wife Duke was talking about but since he did not know, he looked back at Duke, only to see him holding the equally intimidating Kisha onto his arms, as if telling him that she was his wife.
Little did the gatekeeper know, even though Duke was genuinely angry but he was also trying to show off that he now had a wife and warning everyone not to get an idea about Kisha, he forgot that they were in disguise so even if he paid every man standing in front of them, no one would get an idea to make a move on Kisha who look more intimidating than them.
As the gatekeeper fretted, Kisha found herself amused by the situation, her gaze meeting Duke’s with a hint of mischief. Before long, the two lookout personnel descended to join Duke and the group, promptly replaced by others to maintain surveillance from the tower. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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