The mutated zombie spun around, claws slicing through the air. One swipe narrowly missed his throat.
'Shit, its reach is too long. I need to be careful,'
He ducked and then drove his shoulder into its chest, pushing it back a step. The creature growled and swiped again, almost snagging part of his sleeve.
"Not gonna happen," Luck slashed upward, his blade cutting deep into its forearm.
The Jumper didn't slow down. It came back even faster.
Every dodge was split-second, every block a test of strength and speed. If not for his reaction time, he'd be in pieces.
Only he and Kana stood a chance against something like this.
They circled each other—Luck breathing heavily, the monster bleeding but mostly okay.
Behind them, arrows rained down from the towers. Zombies fell, but not quickly enough.
Kana shouted something, but the words blurred behind the fight.
Luck gritted his teeth. This fight needed to end.
