FrostNova walked through the dark sewers, with trickling water at her feet. Wherever she stepped, crisp cracking sounds echoed as ice formed. It was the last shred of her dignity—she did not want to look filthy and reek, especially since bathing was no easy task with FrostNova's physique.
That monster would be troublesome to deal with.
Simply freezing it would not inflict effective damage, and Ice Spike Flower could not kill something that was already dead. Fire, however, was exceptionally effective against such things. She needed to find a teammate capable of dealing fire damage.
Why did it always come back to that person?
FrostNova thought again of the shrine maiden from Yae Shrine. Though surprised, this truly was the optimal solution at present. She was the closest, possessed the power to burn all things to ashes, and maintained a relationship with FrostNova that was both hostile and friendly.
It really was quite strange.
Without a word, FrostNova continued forward. She intended to deal with the flock in the sewers first, then find a route to the upper city and meet up with the shrine maiden to handle the calamity lurking in the sewers. Whether it had formed naturally or been created by human hands, she did not want the Infected to suffer such hardship.
If it were allowed to keep devouring corpses, it would likely grow into a monster akin to a Catastrophe.
FrostNova looked ahead. A lone lamb spotted her and began dragging its sluggish body toward her.
As it walked, the monster's throat and tongue suppressed pained groans. Its vocal cords had already been destroyed, and what little intelligence it possessed could not give it the patience to force out words one by one. It could only make such sounds.
"Ruining the mood."
For no apparent reason,