"?? You can't beat them?" Bloodveil stared at Umbradrake like he'd just grown a second head. "Come on, now's not the time to play dumb. We're doing this—end of discussion."
"I'm serious…" Umbradrake opened his mouth, trying to explain.
But Bloodveil was already charging forward, his massive form tearing across the battlefield to meet the enemy head-on.
Umbradrake stood there, speechless. "I'm not messing with you… I really can't beat them…"
But at this point, the die was cast. The other Zombie Kings were already stepping up, ready to fight. There was no turning back.
"They're not running?" Howard raised an eyebrow as he watched the undead forces hold their ground. "Guess they've got a death wish."
"Heh. Or maybe…" Tharen smirked. "They've got no idea what we're capable of."
It made sense. Most of these zombies had probably never even seen a human before.
"Then let's give them a proper introduction," Howard said, his eyes glowing red, flames flickering in their depths.
