The fight dragged on, and Kyle's dagger took a beating. The zombie went berserk, its vines thickening, body hardening like steel.
It swung the axe faster, a blur of death. Kyle blocked a strike, but the impact snapped his dagger's blade in half. He stared at the broken hilt, then tossed it aside.
"Guess we're doing this the hard way."
The zombie roared, charging with new speed. He ducked a swing, but the axe grazed his arm, tearing through what was left of his suit. Blood dripped, and he stumbled, overwhelmed.
It was too fast now, too strong. Another swing sent him crashing into a wall, pain flaring in his side.
"f**k, you're a monster," he spat, pushing up. The bloodrush kept him going, but for how long. He threw a punch, mana surging into his fist, and slammed it into the zombie's c
