At the very least, everyone who is a part of the Kirins is alive and able to move. That is what is most important, for the sake of completing our mission.

For the moment, that matter is no longer of chief concern. As long as everyone can move, then we must proceed as quickly as possible.

That is where the next challenge lays.

I have never seen a sight of this nature before. The animated corpses of the once-living, moving in a massive swarm. Why? How? For what purpose? How did such a thing occur here? While I certainly believe that Valheim's dogs would be willing to use the bodies of the dead in such a fashion, I do not think they had the capability to do so.

What could possibly have happened?

---It's disgusting.

But I cannot allow myself to linger on such thoughts. For now, I must locate the ideal spot.

Preferably, one where an explosion would destroy or incapacitate as many walking corpses as possible, while also helping to clear our path forward. Nodding towards Mathiassen-san, I reach into my bag and produce the black sphere that is one of my explosives.

This situation is beyond abominable, but I will not let it shake me from performing as effectively as possible. And so, my eyes scan the shambling fingers to find the ideal point to cause maximum disruption and damage.