I knew well that this was yet another time to give my all. It was obvious as to what would happen to me if I could not defeat these two zombies. I would wind up dead and dismembered. After that, I would be stuffed into a woven bag and shoved into the hole in the wall, hence becoming the seventh corpse.
"Come on, you freaks!" I yelled, hoping to boost my courage.
As I shouted, an odd feeling arose from within my heart.
This feels very familiar…
The two zombies had stood up at this point, their bodies drenched in fresh blood, their eyes staring straight back at me with green flames within.
Xavier let out a deep roar as he slammed the table next to him. The wooden table was instantly smashed into small pieces.
I knew it… Every curse word I knew popped up in my head as I immediately ditc
