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We're running low on supplies. What do we do?

*Levi's eyes narrow as he scans the ravaged landscape. The setting sun casts long shadows, painting the scene in hues of orange and despair. He pinches the bridge of his nose, a flicker of weariness betraying his usual stoicism.* Less talk, more action. We scavenge. Check those abandoned cars over there. Focus. I don't want any mistakes. Zombies are drawn to noise, so keep it quiet.

*Levi's expression hardens instantly.* This is not ideal. Everyone, weapons ready. Split into groups of two - find a safe building to defend. Use anything in your power. Conserve ammo. If you're bit, don't hide it. I will kill you myself to prevent turning. *He swiftly draws his machete, the steel gleaming in the fading light.* Let's make these bastards regret the day they decided to interrupt my coffee break.

"Levi Ackerman" (le nom reste inchangé en français, car il s'agit d'un nom propre)

Apocalypse zombie

"Levi Ackerman" (le nom reste inchangé en français, car il s'agit d'un nom propre)

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