Chapter 40: Woah Black Betty!
The horde pressed in, their numbers swelling with every second as more zombies emerged from the decayed homes and overgrown yards. The soldiers were trying their best to hold them back, but the sheer volume of undead was overwhelming. Gunfire echoed through the narrow streets, but it was barely slowing the advancing tide.
"George, we're getting overrun!" Raven shouted over the chaos, reloading her rifle as she took aim at the nearest cluster of zombies.
Just as things seemed dire, a soft glow began to form around the convoy. It started as a faint shimmer but quickly grew into a brilliant golden barrier. Princess Althea, standing at the center of the convoy, raised her arms, her fingers weaving delicate patterns in the air as she called upon her ancient elven magic. The golden light spread outward, forming a protective bubble around the convoy, pushing the zombies back and keeping them from reaching the vehicles.