Laika frowned slightly, removing the bandanna from her face.
"Omega? Well, what a coincidence," she spoke emotionlessly. "I'm a member of that clan, but how do I know you're actually part of it? For all I know, you're a zombie in disguise!"
Chuckling, she swings her axe. "Nah, I know you aren't a zombie. But what you could be is an enemy," her face goes from light to dark very quickly. "You're gonna need to prove you're on our side."
"Hmm, how can we sort this out...?" Laika put her hand on her chin and made an ex pression of mock pensiveness. In reality, she had no desire to kill, or even hurt the stranger, but she couldn't let down the facade just yet.
"Well, it's not like he's world famous or anything," she finally said, and stared the stranger in the eye. "This should be easy if you're who you say you are. What is the name of the leader of the clan?"
"That'll do, I guess. But I'm warning you," she swings her axe menacingly, "if you make me think you're going to hurt anyone in the clan, you'll be worse off than the zombies."
Turning around and pulling her bandanna up, she motions back to the girl.
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