Zorvax and Ophelia moved with purpose through the desolate cityscape, their eyes scanning the surroundings for their next target. The eerie silence was broken only by their footsteps echoing off the abandoned buildings. It wasn't long before they spotted another formidable level 3 zombie, this one armed with a massive flame sword.
The zombie's large build and the fiery glow of its weapon cast an intimidating presence. However, Zorvax and Ophelia exchanged confident smiles, unfazed by the sight. They were prepared, familiar with this type of adversary.
"Seems like we've got a flame sword zombie to deal with," Zorvax remarked, his voice calm but tinged with eagerness. He unsheathed his sword, holding it with a relaxed yet ready posture.