He Xi emerged from the room with a dagger in hand, alongside Lidona, who carried the Book of Shadows.
Anya followed behind them, looking thoroughly unwilling.
Lidona gave her a helpless look. "I told you to stay inside and rest. Why insist on coming out with us?"
Anya had no idea how to answer.
The truth was, she had no desire to go out and fight the undead. What if one of them bit her?
But something frightened her even more than that—
If those two died out there, Anya would have to find a monster to kill her on her own...
Goddess above, having to go out and get myself killed? Just thinking about it is terrifying.
Of course, Anya was not foolish enough to tell anyone that.
"I... I was going out anyway! You just said it before I did!"
Lidona clearly did not believe her. "Really? I waited for you. You kept your head down and didn't say a word, so I—"
"Nonsense! Anya isn't afraid! Have you forgotten? In the illusion, when did Anya ever die after you and Lexi?"
Lidona had no answer. "Fair point."
The three of them had rooms in the church's rear courtyard, next to Celia's room.
The row held many rooms, including a large communal sleeping room. Quite a few townspeople who followed the faith stayed here overnight.
Saint Andral Church seemed to have a peculiar quality: undead creatures had never attacked it. Neither the lesser undead, such as zombies that had wandered into town before, nor the Vampires that appeared from time to time had ever set foot on church grounds.
As the townspeople noticed this, more and more of them began worshipping the Lord of Dawn, whom they had previously known little about.
More people also sought the church's