Marcus and the children had worked together to generously prepare a bountiful spread of food.
The table was laden with a variety of dishes: seafood congee, stir-fried vegetables and meat, hearty stews, onigiri, and much more.
While the dishes weren't Michelin-starred, they were comforting and hearty, with vibrant colors and enticing aromas that immediately whetted the appetites of the exhausted people around the table.
Among them, Vulture seemed especially eager. Having spent much of the day running through the streets, luring the ice-type evolved zombies into rolling over and killing its own kind, his body was drained and his energy was spent.
But as the delicious smells reached his nose, his exhaustion faded, and a wide grin appeared on his face.
The others followed suit, eager to dig in, their tired bodies finding new life at the sight of the feast. Everyone ate happily, their sleepiness momentarily forgotten as they indulged in the warm, comforting food.
