Ran, a young woman with straight black hair and a white hospital gown, sits upright in a hospital bed with her left arm in a sling. She holds a smoking service revolver with a wooden grip firmly in her right hand, aiming it off-panel with a determined expression.‘Zug, a heavyset half-orc wearing glasses and a black suit, looks down in shock and surprise at his empty waist holster as he realizes his weapon is missing. His mouth is open mid-exclamation, and one hand gestures outward in disbelief.Two hands exchange a black revolver with a brown grip. The larger, darker hand of ‘Zug reaches from the left to receive the weapon from Ran’s smaller hand, which wears a hospital wristband. ‘Zug, a half-orc man in a black suit and glasses, stands holding a revolver, next to Ran, a woman on a hospital bed who’s pushing herself up, preparing to leave. She has short black hair, wears a white hospital gown top, and her left arm is in a sling. She has a determined, “let’s get to work” expression. A’isha,a dark-skinned woman with a shaved head and black clothing, rubs the back of her neck as she catches up with what just happened.

Panel 1 Ran, a young woman with straight black hair and a white hospital gown, sits upright in a hospital bed with her left arm in a sling. She holds a smoking service revolver with a wooden grip firmly in her right hand, aiming it off-panel with a determined expression. Panel 2 ‘Zug, a heavyset half-orc wearing glasses and a black suit, looks down in shock and surprise at his empty waist holster as he realizes his weapon is missing. His mouth is open mid-exclamation, and one hand gestures outward in disbelief. Panel 3 Two hands exchange a black revolver with a brown grip. The larger, darker hand of ‘Zug reaches from the left to receive the weapon from Ran’s smaller hand, which wears a hospital wristband. Panel 4 ‘Zug, a half-orc man in a black suit and glasses, stands holding a revolver, next to Ran, a woman on a hospital bed who’s pushing herself up, preparing to leave. She has short black hair, wears a white hospital gown top, and her left arm is in a sling. She has a determined, “let’s get to work” expression. A’isha,a dark-skinned woman with a shaved head and black clothing, rubs the back of her neck as she catches up with what just happened.

Transcript

Panel 1
No text or dialogue.

Panel 2
'Zug: Huh?!

Panel 3
Ran: Here. This belongs to you.

Panel 4
Ran: By the sound of it, he’s not the only one.
Ran (cont’d): Someone find me my pants.
Caption: End of Chapter 2

Dead shall rise – Chapter 2 page 12
Posted on September 1, 2025 by Maho Noir

Panel one is probably one of my favorite Ran faces to date.

After everything... blood loss, interrogation, infection scratching at the door-- Ran gets up.

This page is quiet, but not calm. The threat outside hasn’t gone away. The outbreak hasn’t been contained. But in this moment, there’s a beat of clarity: weapons passed, roles reestablished, momentum regained.

Ran returns a sidearm without ceremony. It’s a small act, but it speaks volumes-- she’s still thinking, still contributing, still herself. ‘Zug takes it without question. There’s no need to ask if she’s okay. No one in this room is.

And then comes the line: “Someone find me my pants.” A little levity in a hospital gown. It’s not about modesty-- it’s about motion. If she’s asking for clothes, she’s planning to move.

Chapter 2 doesn’t end with a scream or a speech. It ends with readiness. Whatever’s coming, Ran’s not lying down for it.

Chapter 3 begins soon.