Black River Territory.
The raging river cut through the devastated landscape, its waters stained crimson by the countless zombie corpses drifting downstream.
Standing on one bank was Evelyn.
Evelyn had barely drawn her sword when steel shrieked against steel.
A long, curved blade scraped against the edge of her weapon.
The attacker retreated with a single leap.
Only then did its full appearance come into view.
Long blades extended from both forearms, while smaller ones protruded from its elbows, shoulders, and knees, transforming its entire body into a living arsenal.
This was the Blade Mimic.
Its hollow eyes silently studied Evelyn, analyzing every detail of her stance before attacking again.
Sparks erupted as its arm blade collided with Evelyn's sword. A second blade swept toward her neck. Evelyn leaned back just enough to evade it before her sword flashed upward.
One of the Blade Mimic's forearm blades spun through the air.
