Zombie II

CLANNNG CLANNNG CLANNNG

'Fuck, it is harder than I had thought,' I said as I defended against its scimitar, but the other two came again, followed by another.

It had been nearly twenty minutes since I had been fighting against it, and I was improving at a speed that I hadn't improved for quite a long, but this enemy of mine had been improving even faster. It is reading me like a book and attacking my weaknesses that I could barely defend.

The sweat had covered my whole body, and I was completely focused on the battle, analyzing its slightest movements to defend against its attacks.

I have read about such zombies; they are completely dead but capable of learning from the enemy. It is all due to formation; it is artificial intelligence, but it is far more difficult to create than a simple computer program; even with all the knowledge, I could not create them.