The Zombie Tournament

Act 5 : Long Range Attacker

“You’ll have to call me Rushdi.” She said, placing her left hand above the chest,”My first name, Tanya, would be for later, okay?”

The young knight nodded, then smirks a bit to the woman before him, “Right. I’ll keep going to call you as my ‘tour guide’ for our professional relation, though.”

“You’re truly a jerk, Gunnar. Hope I won’t regret my decision this time around.”

The pair has just cleared up on the contract that they wished to fulfill. Zeno Gunnar acted as the spearhead of their newly-born group of survivor. To their back, his partner’s long-range attackers would support Deino Gunnar’s rampage on the front-line. For Zeno’s father’s natural prowess, Tanya Rushdi’s zombie collection has nowhere near to the legendary beast’s capacity in neutralizing their enemies with a single shot, but could still be useful for racking-up collateral injury to their opponent’s zombies match-up anyhow.

(swoosh)

‘No enemies on the ground floor.’

Zeno’s wristwatch resounded of the speed-running zombie’s latest findings as soon as it finished his surveillance task  in about half an hour before. Sanna Gunnar arrived to the top floor by the time of the partnership beckoned, sheathing its sword to the cover and fixing his guard stance at once. It has attained a smear of blood before the back and across his golden-plated helmet, but no further instance of damage was found to the body in a glance.

Tanya Rushdi’s antenna of rarity goes tingling to the overview of Sanna’s entire figure. She inspects the speedster zombie’s whole posture, retrieving the dark blade from his slightly-rotten left arm shortly after, all without his owner's full consent beforehand. 

“Hey, what are you-“

She circumvented Zeno’s advance with her right hand to the front,” Wait, I have to know my allies’ stacks, so you have no rights on defying my demand.”

With immediate fashion, Tanya Rushdi peeked into the ebb and flow of Sanna’s zombified feature in a whole. She learns on the living dead’s additional pistons within the calf and bobbed her head to the knowledge of its components. On the other way around, the woman also pushed her fingers into the grey hair’s jungle behind Sanna’s back, caressing his spine for unknown reasons behind.

“Ah, I see. Your brother has an elemental power, huh. Interesting.” She mumbled, ”His spinal column has numerous mutated part inside. However, for your bad boy right here, it was jumbled up in random whenever it wants to erupt.”

“What do you mean?”

“I would say that your little brother is able to use a powerful elemental-based ability, but having no bounds on which one would be lashed out in his swing.”

(beep-beep)

‘an intruder under one kilometer radius. Please be advised.’

(beep-beep-beep)

(bwoosh)

Tanya’s male zombie launched a salvo of grenades to the other side of the building. Someone’s on the hinge of the skyscraper’s end, but they were unsuccessful on jumping across because of the imminent explosions from the long-sighted range of the grenade zombies. There are two shadows lurking underneath the smokes, on their sprint to search for another attempt on leaping away.

“Let’s dance, father. I know you’ll conquer them down.” Zeno Gunnar whispered onto his earpiece. However, the nail receiver ignored his input and staying still on his stance, making him laid a scratch to his temple in confusion.

“What’s the problem with this device? I nailed it on the right place, for sure.” Zeno muttered, clicking on the menu numerous times in a row for help of the zombie’s activation command, but occurred to no avail.

“Be clear on the instructions, moron.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t be so poetic over zombie’s brain, just speak of your wish in full, you dummy jerk.” Tanya said, resting both palms over her lean waist as a response.

(Click-click)

“Let’s make them suffer, father. I know you can do it.”

(beep-beep)

‘Surveillance mode activated’

Deino Gunnar’s eyes turned green for the young knight’s following command. The living dead scans to their entire battlefield for a precise hemisphere of its layout. Because of the nail’s insertion to the dead’s brain that controlling its central of nerves on the creature’s body, it also briefly enhanced Deino Gunnar’s vision into five-times better than the regular past of his human side.

‘Three enemies on the trail.’

(beep-beep)

(Crash)

The legendary warrior flies up to the sky in a single thrust of his jump, crossing the space between buildings in an instant. The green light pattern over his eyes was meant for steadily escalated movement speed and muscle longevity down the waist, likewise to the zombie’s improved eyesight across the layer of buildings before him. In the legendary warrior’s former life, Deino Gunnar hurdled above their country’s feat on a jumping contest. For the latest record, He could swung over his stallion’s head if it was an important matter to do so, especially against many enemies along the way.

(smack!)

Being blind because of the thick gas from grenade zombie’s explosives, they failed to pose a threat to the brute warriors of the past. They were scattered to locate another way out from the grip of white smokes around their feet, but having themselves pummeled by Deino Gunnar’s almighty thrust. In one full swing of the Greatsword, a pair of living dead bodies slashed in-between their bottom half and immobilized them completely afterwards, removing the smokes in consecutive manner to the howling wind of Deino’s piece of gold.

(dor!)

“Watch out!”

As a victory seemed close to their current brawl, a bullet suddenly entered the grenade zombie’s explosive shell, inducing an imminent combustion to the arms and vanquishing one of Tanya’s zombies straight away. Luckily, his sister was a number of meters out of the blast, therefore made her out for some time onwards.

(dor!)

Until another bullet struck her head in deadly precision, forced her to shut down from the game immediately.

Tanya Rushdi goes unprepared for such outcome. She has no expectation of short-time elimination from the battle, especially during her joint-up partnership with someone as competent as Zeno Gunnar. Of the rules mentioned, an annihilation over the participant’s collection of zombies would be referred to as a measure of defeat. Firstly, Her fist-fighting zombie has been crushed to bits by Deino Gunnar’s monstrous strength way earlier, so it would be counted as a sure defeat for her failure to command them out of danger. By her last two zombies being dead for the

Yet, even though all of her soldiers went obliterated by the hunting rifles of a sniper somewhere in the wild, Tanya Rushdi has a stint of smug upon her face. She never feel threatened of her failure to press on, rather being high and mighty to their current opponent at the time.

“Heh, that sniper zombie has no idea of my partner’s beast.” She said, as if the situation persevered to her whim and cheering Zeno Gunnar in a safe distance ahead.

(bam!bam!)

“What would you do then, miss tour guide? How could you finish this survival without zombies at all?”

She continued on her spirited self and pointing to the first dead zombie of her list, “ Wait for my boy right there, and he’ll tell the actual reason for you.” Tanya answered him with a spark of determination in her eyes.

(kriek-kriek)

All of sudden, her fist-fighting zombie reconstructing himself out of its pitiful state. It liquefied his own flattened parts before returning one of them to the correct place, replenished himself out of complete misery in a matter of minute afterwards.

“See? It’s on you now, hookshot. “ Tanya clamored, ”Clean’em up in a s***h, honey.”

Without looking at her haughty expression, the man replied, “Shut up, pipsqueak. You’re too weak to be considered a partner for me.”

“Come on, you-“

Neglecting her protest, Zeno decided to unleash his father’s thirst of blood. Within the manual, the red-eyed mode would trigger Deino Gunnar’s adrenaline to rush up in circulation after a call of need has emerged, therefore handing away a surge of energy to the zombie’s entire muscle. Every factor of Deino Gunnar’s potential would be scaled up to the limit, but sometimes considerably exceeding his maximum at the most.

“Time for a thirst of rage, father.”

(click-click)

Unfortunately for the young knight, the brute zombie of his is still in vigilante mode down the adjacent building. As of now, Deino Gunnar’s body is on his task to clear out the sniper, but having its own difficulty to find out of the person’s location for the time being. The legendary warrior stays idle in the center of the room’s torn-up printer and searching the hidden enemies by its long-sighted vision, but goes unresponsive to Zeno’s next command for tilting his rage in advance.

As Zeno Gunnar sticks into clicking and searching for assistance inside the wristwatch, Tanya approached him close and laying her left hand to the device,“Your father is having his own mind, I suppose.” She explained, pressing a few set of Zeno Gunnar’s personal command to be uploaded into Deino’s brain.

“You have to give him opportunity to pick one. That’s how your father is different than all of collector’s zombie I have learned before.”

“Really? My father is alive, after all of this?”

Tanya Rushdi shook her head, “Not a chance, kiddo. It’s his primitive impulse, and that pair of nails are controlling your father’s limbic reaction this entire time.” She answered, before erasing another logs of commands within her own wristwatch,” Was he a knight before? I have seen that engravings of your father’s sword somewhere far from here.”

Zeno Gunnar remembered of how that phrase being instructed before the game’s event. The zombie’s movement would be directed by jolts of signals from the implants inside the brain. Chain of command could be made personally in the collector's creativity or rather using default settings within the nail’s manual book for a shortcut to the run.

In the instruction, having rows of impulse would be ineffective for the warrior-type zombie, as they have their own set of reactions inside the battlefield that were happening because of the warfare’s heating turmoil. Their set of muscle memory’s experience would h****k the order’s list and made them acting in their own hunger of fresh meat alone sometimes.

“Yeah, he was a seasoned leader of Numonia’s warrior, so I’m having a hunch that-“

(bam!)

Another speck of bullet penetrates a flesh. However, Tanya’s fist-fighter zombie sacrificed himself to be the meat shield for his owner by bolstering himself with its own unused skin beforehand.

(clang!)

Protected by the fist-fighter zombie’s hardened physique, Tanya Rushdi crouched under the beast’s torso for securing herself from threat. Nevertheless, she fixated her index towards Sanna’s location and yells to its owner in haste,

“Time for your brother to shine, then, Zeno! He’s been deflecting those bullets with that diamond shield of yours, you know?”

As Zeno Gunnar laid an attention to his brother’s position, Sanna has been driving away many high-caliber bullets from their enemy’s marksman all this time. The little brother’s automatic defensive mode has been carried out in its static state, parrying against the sniper's attack without needing enhanced supervision to do so. To add on the protective cover, the diamond shield also takes its own part to become Sanna’s supplementary component for staying alive under the gunman’s firestorm. With sensitivity of the shield’s field sensor, the plate could adjust its own dimension without demanding any input from Zeno Gunnar’s wristwatch at all.

(bang!bang!)

After brainstorming with his own mind for a number of minutes, the young knight has realized of something useful from his practice with Sanna’s abilities. Zeno Gunnar flings up his eyebrows within the surge of ideas to set free, putting a few list of preset commands to his wristwatch immediately. 

“Verily. It’s your chance to retreat, Rushdi, or you’ll get consumed in flame.” Announced Zeno Gunnar towards his partner before applying his own order to the young zombies before him.

“Continuous attack, Sanna. You know the drill, right?”