This single change of the reality that I forced on myself on my own, broke all the determination I had to keep the surroundings safe.
It was because I didn't want more people to be affected why I just didn't let my anger and hate get the reins and wipe the floor with the remainings of those pitiful experts. I hoped that by doing everything the way I did, I could protect others from what I subjected the inhabitants of this city.
Yet all of this turned out to be just a sick joke.
The barrier that I noticed and that those patroling people spoke about, wasn't meant to hold the zombies in. It wasn't mean to save others!
Just by looking at the other side of it, I was somehow able to instinctively understand that I was free to open the teleportation window there.
Without the interference of the barrier, not only would it end up successful, but there would be almost no casting time, just like when I first used it back when I had to escape from this damned place.
