It had been nearly three hours since we entered the dungeon, and not a single move had been made by either us or the drifter horde stationed to the east.
It wasn't as though there was a barricade preventing them from reaching our side; nevertheless, they hadn't taken a single step toward the frozen frost that appeared to divide the eastern area from the central zone where we landed.
Even the soldiers who were part of the chronicle of this world hadn't taken action. Because of that, we hadn't moved either, as utilizing the soldiers was integral to my plan.
If what Reni said was accurate, and the troop of soldiers nestled in their white camp was about to be attacked by a horde of zombies, then it was in our best interest to observe until the assault concluded.
It's not as though I intended to head south to meet the army, but knowing where and how the zombies appeared would provide the insight I desperately needed.
Were the drifters of the dungeon confined to their cardinal domain?
