The zombies wandering the streets of X City looked dirty, wooden, and seemingly devoid of any life force... They swayed slowly as if driven by instinct, without any target or motive.
Yet the occasional fierce gleam in their blood-red eyes, the claws hidden beneath the tattered sleeves that occasionally flashed into view, silently reminded every human lurking in the shadows... not to forget the terrifying nature of these monsters.
Each of them could instantly transform into an agile jackal upon discovering prey, yet they were fiercer and more bloodthirsty than jackals. Once a person was targeted by them, the unlucky individual would find that these monsters were not just hunting; they were relishing in the process. Even if they might lose limbs or life... they would still howl loudly, using every last bit of strength to try to tear you apart, to gnaw at you...
