Chapter 67 – A Show from Above
I stood still atop a tall, cracked skyscraper that was on the verge of collapsing, my dress swaying gently in the evening breeze. My eyes gazed downward—toward a main street swallowed by chaos. Dust swirled, weapons clashed, and distant explosions echoed from wrecked cars and crumbling buildings turned into a battlefield.
Two groups of humans were locked in a fierce battle. They weren’t many—perhaps a dozen on each side—but the atmosphere was intense. These weren’t soldiers; this was a clash between survivors. Armed gangs fighting over something—food, weapons, or maybe just territory.
"Hmm..." I murmured, crossing my arms and leaning slightly forward. "That one group... pure muscle. And the other... seems to prefer using their heads."
The first group, dominated by burly, rugged men, fought brutally. They wielded heavy weapons—metal clubs, rusted rifles, and improvised bombs. No tactics, just raw violence.
The other group... caught my interest more. All women. Agile bodies, swift steps, and every move seemed calculated. Amid the chaos, small traps detonated—smoke bombs, tripwires that suddenly snared enemies’ legs, even a pitfall that swallowed a man whole.
Boom!Bang! Explosion after explosion colored the street. Smoke and fire hugged the debris in midair. But the women remained composed—like they were dancing through the ruins of death.
They moved fast, using narrow alleys and building shadows to their advantage, bewildering foes who relied on brute force. And though they were outnumbered, they held the line—and slowly began to turn the tide.
Then... the leader of the women spotted me.
Through the black cloth mask covering part of her face, her sharp eyes locked onto mine—straight up to where I stood, on the eighteenth floor. Somehow, she sensed me. But I simply returned her gaze for a moment, unfazed. Just a flat glance... then I looked back down at their fight.
"I’m just a spectator," I whispered.
No reason to interfere. This wasn’t my business. Still, it was fascinating—to watch how the remaining humans were no longer fighting zombies... but each other.