Big Bear ultimately compromised, picked up the bone from the ground, and shuffled out dejectedly.
"Hahahahaha!"
The Blood Clan burst into laughter, finding it immensely amusing.
"These Purebred Zombies are really amusing."
"As expected... just like dogs."
"Even if he had ten times the guts, he wouldn't dare act out!"
"..."
Big Bear had only just reached the entrance when every word of the Blood Clan's chatter and mockery entered his ears.
Looking down at the bone in his hand, towering rage rose in his heart.
But after thinking it over, he forcefully suppressed it again.
Endure!
Big Bear commanded a zombie horde numbering in the tens of thousands, so he wasn't afraid of the Giles Family. What he feared was the power behind them—the Blood-Red Count.
That colossal force could reduce him to ashes with ease.
Outside the building, a biting cold wind swept past, carrying flakes of snow and bringing an air of bleak desolation.
"When will this ever end?"
"Big Brother!"
Not far away, a Zombie King hurried over with a group of elite underlings. His build and appearance were similar to Big Bear's.
His name was Second Bear, Big Bear's twin brother.
"Big Brother, did you get any meat?"
Second Bear asked in a hoarse, rough voice.
Big Bear raised his hand.
"Here."
"Th-This is a bone, isn't it?"
After seeing what was in his hand, Second Bear's eyes widened furiously, his gaze brimming with savagery.
"Are those Blood Clan bastards treating us like dogs?"
"Haah! Forget it. It's better than nothing. Make do with it for now."
Big Bear spoke helplessly, opened his sharp fangs, and bit down on the bone.
The hard thigh bone was like a biscuit. He gnawed off a large chunk and chewed it with loud cracking sounds.
"Not bad... it's