Stacking injuries

'This one doesn't look all that stronger than the others. Yet, it's a no-brainer that it's an evolved one,' Mathew thought as he rushed right into the group of zombies where he spotted the strange one.

The strange zombie moved. It waved its arm and a third of all the zombies that surrounded it rushed ahead, ready to intercept Mathew's charge.

'So it's a commanding type,' Mathew thought as he brought his ax to his shoulder before bracing himself for the impact.

'If I want to clear the way for Nadia, I can't really bother too much with my safety,' Mathew decided before gritting his teeth and then speeding up.

Plask!

The feeling of crashing into a sizeable group of zombies was disgusting. Their bodies, already on the verge of rotting, would simply dissolve away upon impact, covering Mathew's body with the odor and the filth of their insides.