With Heartland's Zombie Horde finally in full retreat, the undead forces began to converge at the base of The Origin Mountain.
"After them!" Ethan's soldiers roared, smashing through the lingering wraiths with growing frustration. The ghostly interference had slowed them down, and they were itching to vent.
Dark mist still hung thick in the air behind the front lines, swirling like smoke from a dying fire.
And from within that haze… four figures emerged.
"At a moment this critical, it's finally our time to shine," Big Ears declared, puffing out his chest like he hadn't just spent the entire battle hiding in the back.
Truth was, the fighting had been so intense that even a stray shockwave could've turned a weaker zombie into roadkill. The four of them—Big Ears, Shrimpy, and their two equally cautious companions—had wisely chosen to stay out of the fray.
