"Hold the line, quick!"
"Who's a healer here? We need help!"
"A zombie got through!"
"Where's the second squad?"
"I'm going all out against these bastards!"
"Shift the electromagnetic turret, the zombies have broken through!"
The zombie horde lasted an entire day, and by evening, it showed no sign of abating, casting a shadow of despair over everyone. One by one, the adventure group alliances were overwhelmed by the tide of zombies. In just one day, a quarter of the alliances had been wiped out, even with Noah holding back a significant portion of the horde. Without him, it's likely half of the population would have been devoured by now.