Keith raised his bow, angling it at forty-five degrees. After a steady breath, he released a barrage of energy arrows that rained down on the approaching horde, striking several zombies at once.
Meanwhile, his grandmother was tending to the elderly and children, coaxing and calming them. Fortunately, her awakened ability allowed her to ease their panic, and with her help, many regained their composure and joined the fight against the incoming wave.
"Don't stop, keep attacking!" Keith shouted, already readying himself for another strike. Drawing back the bowstring, he gathered his strength, channeling energy into the weapon. With each pull, the attack charged, preparing to unleash yet another storm of arrows.
Fred pulled the trigger, releasing a single bullet charged with spiritual energy. The shot detonated like an RPG, obliterating a dozen tightly clustered zombies in a thunderous explosion.
