The Zombie Tournament

Act 47 : One Man Standing

Sanza has been out of contention for Tonado’s group in weeks. They were compelled to think more of Gorand Industries’ quandary rather than to anyone else in the competition, despite the department store’s club feat in achieving third place for the first half of survival game. The young knight has no further ideas to beat their ranks up, as well, even though they have overpowered them in calculation of zombie counts nevertheless.

“So, what about it, my fellow warriors? Being trifled to defeat?”

The bearded man leered to the opponent’s eyes and feasted to their baffle of the battle ahead. He swings the axe for amusement, jiggled it to the frontman’s vision to put a butterfly in their stomach. Zeno Gunnar stared back against Haltein, as much, provided that the young knight has no terror felt in veins.

And then, Zeno Gunnar puts a smirk to the face,”You are outnumbered, Haltein Jorgensen and associates. We have three heads each for zombies, for you to be so boastful about it.” He said. In advent to the man’s speech, the young knight’s howling trio approached their collector from the rear and preparing themselves with arsenals on their limbs.

“Graaa!”

The legendary warrior has been slept for half a day. He relished a warm-up call to break a spine. The horse-zombie’s succulent thigh has every essence of tenderness within, for him to be drowned in his own saliva by instinct. Its physique stands in around the same height to Deino Gunnar and full-furnished with fangs beneath, made an eerie feelings that the four-legged herbivore has transformed to be flesh-eating and a predator for hire.

On the rearside of Tonado’s group, Frank Terino has assembled his mortar operator zombie’s might into the warfare, as well as Tanya Rushdi’s firemen to combat any intruders that wished for a charge of blast from the backside.

“This is the reason why I’m so self-absorbed, puny Tonado. A rare speedster of its kind, this horse.” Haltein patted the horse’s nape in pride,”How’s that-“

“Roar!”

Haltein got perplexed by the lion’s marvelous cry,“Yeah, that’s quite odd, too. I wonder when you have that lion, my dear medalist.” He retorted.

(bam!)

The legendary warrior stomps directly to the horseman’s position. Deino Gunnar was famished and tempted to gain a slice of the enemy’s joints for lunch. He employs the golden axe for the fight, hence its voluptuous increase in dimension by the course of confidence from either side’s mind to almost two-and a half length of its fifty-centimeters size. For an attempt to disable the horse’s movement capability, Deino Gunnar swings the steel sideways while bringing a slide tackle against the opponent’s stride.

(horse neigh)

Against sudden attack from the legendary warrior before him, the shadow-black horse jumps intentionally to dodge Deino Gunnar’s blitz-second advance. It goes by pure impulse to fend off such danger, as the living dead on its stead proceeded to utilise his shredded-tip lance for trading-blows in opposition to the legendary warrior’s attack.

(tang!)

“Graaa!”

As Deino Gunnar goes in a clash before any of its own living dead crew, the young knight’s Gigantic zombie has been in an intense fight against both of the regular axe user of Sanza. Giga’s kinukage sword glows in purple and enlarged by half of its forty centimeters length. The young knight realised of the ten-thousand worth of weapon’s main ability after a number of its appearance throughout the battle. Its steel grows up to the opponent’s amount ahead of the owner’s fight. Halfway for a double, added a quarter for triple and another in sequence. More enemies, the merrier its edge would be.

“Buckle up!”

Tonado’s captain shouts to his teammates of a unique command, which was more than ready to announce a new approach of the battle by the special order from their leader. They have enclosed their helmet visors for a vibrant roar of the lion-zombie in green-eyed power to erupt. To knockback and paralyze, their rare creature was designated for such devastating shock across the battlefield.

“Raowr!”

(bwoosh)

The beast’s mane quivered by the aftershock of Roman’s reverberation. Most of their opponents would never have thought of such strategy from the lion-zombie’s side. Human survivors of Sanza were having their ears muffled manually with hands due to the roar’s high-tone pitch, yet some of those harrowing winds has penetrated into their leaking-up defense.

It has no effect to the bearded man, for some reason. Haltein stood firm on the ground and pretending to be under the pressure of Roman’s continuous vibration, only to plot a ploy on the enemies’ belief and raised his axe high-up to the air.

“How about this one?”

(jab!)

Haltein’s flying axe could fling within the gust of vibration from the lion’s snout. In one shot of the man’s swing, the lion-zombie gotten jabbed directly to the center of its eyes. It hits the creature’s brain in exact manner and shuttered the beast’s snout by the point-blank stab.

“No! Roman....” Zeno Gunnar wailed, then glared to the bearded man’s figure. On the other way around, Haltein smiles to the leader’s frown and recalled his axe to return.

“Haha, That beast was broken.” The bearded man guffawed,”Jan Liwacz must be the maestro behind that trick. Tonado will definitely use that old-fashioned Welodge ideas for an ace.”

To the contrary of yesterday’s brawl, the young knight’s robust will has bolstered him with determination. He felt a mild whine within, for sure, but none of sadness revealed. Art of serenity is to comprehend against sorrow and wrath, for it to be converted as an undisputed fuel of energy on Numonia’s magical strength.

And it illuminates brighter than usual, bringing Deino Gunnar’s golden axe to extend in size once more.

“Time for me to settle this.” Zeno Gunnar mumbled,”You have to pay the due, Haltein.”

Haltein handed down squinted eyes for expense,“Same to you, medal-owner. I have been looking for your presence in days.”

(blast!)

Zeno Gunnar’s spring crushed the land with its explosive energy in much bigger dimension than ever before. He soars twice of its regular pace and dashes even faster against his own record of 25 meter per seconds at most. Towards their current opponents, the young knight’s figure sounds more like a butter on the pan. He is slick and otherwordly fast, abruptly caught Haltein off-guard in a blink.

(bash!)

Two instances of wide-array laceration marred Haltein’s chest open in horizontal shape. It almost assassinated him straight away and cut off the chest in half. Black aura of the bearded man goes thicker and filled up the void in an instant, impending the bleed to rush out by such domineering assault of the young knight.

“Ugh.... You’re powerful, medal ones.” Haltein struggled. His mouth gurgled by small puddle of blood within, yet the man could still murmur a strange ominous spell from the lips.

“Abracadabra.”

Haltein’s axe stretches far and wide to more than two meters in length, a display of how much Zeno Gunnar’s power had him once to the front. The bearded man could somehow lift it without hassle. Indeed, his entire body grows larger, as well. It matched in height to the legendary warrior’s towering body. Undoubtedly, his muscle has swollen to the brim by the immaculate s***h of Zeno Gunnar earlier, for the bearded man to bear such humongous handle with one hand alone.

(tang!)

“Haaaaaa!”

The young knight endured a horizontal sweep of the axe under the tone of white aura’s maximum power he could manifest. He blocked it once and voiced an astonishment to the bearded man’s face. No wonder, even Tanya Rushdi and Frank Terino has been prepared to withdraw, but somewhat astounded by Zeno Gunnar’s impervious defensive stance.

“You....”

Zeno Gunnar grinned,”Sorry for your failure, Haltein. Numonia’s unbreakable will has ourselves bonded to indefinite source of power, and it’s gonna be your loss today.”

“Heh, how about that?”

(stab)

“Arghk!”

The two-headed dog snatched Tanya Rushdi’s left leg and dragged her to the opponent’s side. She tried to break away by battering the beast’s head with her shield, but having those to no avail. Frank Terino could do nothing against it, as much, since a sniper rifle required utmost focus and steady arms to be accurate, or else Tanya Rushdi will get sniped inadvertently.

Luckily, Damon’s swiftness saves the day. Before the two-headed dog could garner their success with a feast, the half-zombie knifed them both in haste. He slit either beast’s throat and released its victim from further harm.

To that unfruitful display, Haltein shrugged,”Well, It got to be failed at times. Poor dog.” He muttered. On the other hand, Zeno Gunnar glanced at the half-zombie’s direction and putting a wink to thank him of the rescue, even though there is a slight unsettle in his eyes.

(tang!)

The brawl continues soon after a sudden halt of the two leader’s clash. Haltein’s speed has been at the same pace against Zeno Gunnar’s consistent rapidity. The young knight has instilled an extra power to the brawn and a number of assault landed to the bearded-man’s skin, yet it also broadly increase Haltein’s capability to survive.

“Hahaha, feeling tired? I can go for days.” Haltein ridiculed,”One of my fellow’s target had to beg for forgiveness by this long-lasting stamina of mine, just to tell you.”

(tang!tang!)

“Haaaaa!”

Instead of backing off, a knight of Numonia will choose to contemplate mid-fight. Zeno Gunnar gradually diminished the tempo of their battle and lured him to acknowledge its nuance by pretending to make a strain of acts at times. He usually yells to show off tenacity, constrained some muscles to promote indomitable strength, and even a play on expression for presenting a struggle.

In somewhat short display, it works again to the young knight’s benefits. The bearded man shadowed Zeno Gunnar’s cheeky movement and cloaked in layers of mischief in an instant.

“Your chance to do it, Damon.” Zeno Gunnar whispered to the helmet,”You’re far too late to react, but I know you have a plan.”

In a slight pause, the half-zombie answered,”Got it. I’ll start my game.” He replied.

(tap-tap-tap)

For unknown cause behind, Damon decided to act in the last row of the train. It is quite intolerable, at times, since the half-zombie’s sluggish attitude almost killed a person on the spot. In most cases, Damon puts an acute attention to the entire battlefield for small-skit analysis. He will never miss a target and considered everything to be one formidable catalyst of fiasco on the objective assessed. In five minutes of their engagement, the half-zombie has a plan, and he commenced on them all by silently snapping both of the bowmen’s neck from the rear.

“Two down, two more to go.” He murmured,”Enact red-ones, Frank. I can pummel two tribesman down in just one hit with those.”

“Agreed.” Frank replied, hence the man’s hand to dance under the tunes of his own taps to the wristwatch.

(click-click)

‘red-aura activated.’

The half-zombie’s muscles has swollen up for the trigger of Damon’s blast of power. It manifests rigorous force of power and inhumane speed to the veins for the man to burst out of anyone’s sense of sight. A dull sword will sharpened by natural flows of the wind, and the blunt edge will shatter one’s neck in the same rate to the one that polished.

(s***h!)

Yes, Damon used his keris to slice in diagonal fashion. He decapitated either axeman’s heads without them even knowing of his presence. Giga has pummelled a vertical strike to nothingness, smashing down the dirt to shovel out a patch of soil underneath.