Patrick chased Coll through every corner, alleyway, and road and passed through several buildings. Each time he would be able to catch up to him, Coll would just seamlessly avoid him.
Finally, after a few moments of twists and turns, Coll stops in the middle of a large street. Buildings towered over them, and several bodies of infected human corpses strewn the streets. The blood spilt seemed to still be fresh.
Patrick also slowly came to a stop a few metres behind him. An irritated expression adorned his face.
"Was there any need to run?" Patrick panted.
With a turn on his heel, Coll stared at the annoyed Patrick with an excited look. "Of course! Everything has a reason." He strolled towards one of the corpses before grabbing it by the scruff of its neck.
"A fight like this..." He suddenly threw the corpse at Patrick.