Clang!
The crisp sound of metal clashing against metal echoed.
Luminous red sparks flew across the sky, and my arm tensed with a dull ache the moment I stopped the curved blade.
"Haa..."
I observed the Stage Four Blade type...
An emaciated corpse with dried skin, no mangled flesh, and clothes that remained on its body was little more than strips of black tattered fabric fused with the body.
Though the zombie looked more human, the abnormal mutation remained, from the elbow down, with calcified bones forming the curved blades.
"You're much easier to fight..."
Compared to the brute from the other night, a stage four blade type didn't make me feel nervous.
It watched me through cold, red beaded eyes...
"Li Ya, Tang Wei, don't move."
I didn't want to keep protecting them while fighting this thing.
With a clank, my right gauntlet formed into a blade, and I slashed at the zombie.
The zombie screeched, lifted the bone blade and stopped me, forcing our blades together.
