We are the same

Now only Pink was the only one from the newcomers that was left on the staircase, she was fighting side by side with Max, but the two of them slowly had to go back up toward the front entrance of the museum.

There was one thing she was nothing, although Max was impressive with his hand to hand combat skills and was decent using weapons, he was tiring out relatively fast, and it wasn't just him but it was true for the rest of them as well.

'Normal people can only fight for about 5 minutes if they haven't been trained. The initial adrenaline rush they had when the zombies first came out, it has to be starting to fade by now. They aren't like me.' Pink thought, as she dived in front of Max and kicked another Zombie right at the back of the kegs causing its to fall.

Then, with the blade on the top of her foot out, she kicked it in the head, stabbing it and killing it in one go. The strength of the kick had caused the head to bend back, snapping it.