Chapter 449 Shadows of the Unknown

• The cut wasn't deep, just a graze from the sword, but Carlos' expression tightened. The medical supplies they needed were still back on the submarine.
• Carlo's eyes flicked to the fishing boat again. Its depth and movement hinted at something off—more people were onboard than the claimed seven. His gut told him they weren't out of danger yet. He motioned subtly to his crew, signaling them to stay sharp.
• Medical supplies were a luxury now, and Carlos had only grabbed the empty first-aid kit as a precaution. Though made at the camp, the disinfectants they had were a pale comparison to the ones available before the disaster. Running back to the submarine for more supplies wasn't an option; wasting time could worsen the wound.