63: Back for revenge!

It was midnight when Val arrived at Shadowfall City.

To force the Eldritch of this area out of its hiding spot, he needed to make a ruckus.

He made deliberate noise to attract hordes of zombies towards him, their decaying forms stepped out of the alleys and old depilated buildings and converged upon his location.

Looking at the approaching zombies, Val's lips curled up, and he raised his hands. Then, as if summoned by some unholy sorcery, waves of blood erupted from Val's very core. The scarlet tides that rose from his body coalesced into monstrous, crimson fists, which were brimming with a ferocity that would shatter bone and pulverize flesh.

He brought his hands down, and these colossal appendages descended upon the hapless zombies who were either too slow or too mindless to evade it.

Bam!