Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Damn it, how many of these filthy things are there?" cursed Shorty.
The crowd on the intersecting streets in the city was in a great mess. Even the weakest zombie standing on the street would create a huge panic among the civilians. In addition to that, the fear was contagious, making it harder for the people to evacuate and retreat in good order.
If the people were running for their lives on their own, it would make it harder for the Magicians to look after them.