Three minutes.
It hadn't even been that long since the protector's emergence, and most of the chosen in the crater had met their end.
It was to be expected. Despite being chosen, most of them never ventured out of the base, enjoying the benefits they were offered.
Having only fought basic grade zombies such as walkers and sprinters, they didn't have the experience to take on something like the protector.
One after another, they met their end at the hands of the protector. Their corpses littered the floor.
How could they figure out a way to defeat such a creature on their own?
After all, unlike Neha, they didn't have the knowledge of the future. They needed guidance, but those above the crater didn't offer any.
"Help us! Please!" one of them yelled.
It was a desperate plea. One that would even move a zombie, but not Neha. Min and a few others looked at her, wondering if they should help. Yet, Neha remained idle, not giving them any instructions.
