'Are they undetectable to some?'
Merlin's Mana Sense pulsed outward, brushing against the shadows that were creeping along the Stronghold's perimeter.
At first, he thought they were ordinary vampires… Maybe thralls or knights slipping through the chaos. But as he focused, he realized that their aura was different… It was heavy, suffocating, far stronger than anything he had felt since leaving the fog.
"These aren't knights…" he muttered as he held his staff tightly… "Are they… Lords?"
He remembered the Super Soldiers speaking of Zombie Lords. They were creatures so powerful that they could destroy entire shelters unless confronted by dozens of Level 50 survivors. If these vampires carried the same title, then their presence here was catastrophic. And worse, no one had noticed them yet.
Merlin's jaw tightened. 'If I don't act now, they'll strike from within.'
He wasn't sure if the Omega Stronghold had already noticed them or if they had a specific squad meant to deal with them.
