Another jumper lunged.
He stepped back and twisted, letting it miss his face by inches.
The claws came again, but he raised his blade and caught the strike along the flat of the sword.
clang!
Metal rang, arms jolted from the impact. Before he could reset, one more came at him from the side.
Luck turn low, blade slicing across its knees. Not enough to kill, but enough to drop it.
Three more jumped over the wall, landing near him.
A fourth came from from one of the buildings—lower body crushed, dragging itself forward by clawing at the ground.
A crawler.
The zombie closest to him came swinging his claws.
Luck raised his sword, deflecting one claw, then twisted to catch the next—sharp, clean blocks one after another..
clang!
clang!
clang!
'Shit, this is harder than I thought,'
His limbs moved slower under the weight, exactly how he wanted it.
'Still not enough.'
