“Do you want me to declare war with the leader with this ring?” Elvis asked Toe.
“Yes!”
Toe kept nodding his head. He wanted Elvis to fight them.
“Do you think I am as stupid as you? They have at least two thousand zombies. There is no need to declare war with them and go for another battle. Do you think that you can stay here as long as I go to fight them?”
Elvis saw through Toe. Anyway, he wouldn’t risk their lives to fight a hard battle.
Toe heard Elvis and became down in the dumps. He moved around anxiously, screwing up his face.
Elvis looked at him, especially his worried face, and felt he was much more like a human being than a zombie.
Elvis looked him up and down. He could tell from his figure that he was a man in his early thirties when he was a human be
