[The Day Of The Apocalypse - Tifa's POV]
Tifa jumped over the gate, tears falling down her face as she ran away.
Just like Miriam, she knew that if her father were to catch her, her life would become a living hell. Nothing would end well for her if she were caught by her own father.
So, she had to run, and she did—running as far as her legs could take her. Her only concern was whether Miriam would be okay. Of course, she knew her sister wasn't a zombie, but she still worried about her.
If only she knew her sister had already left the family in search of her. But since she didn't know that, she ran until she reached a point where she couldn't see any humans or zombies in sight.
That was when she relaxed and examined her body. She felt strong—much stronger than before—and her speed had already reached a level where she could outrun the fastest athletes several times over in a 400-meter race.
