The infected man growled. His jaw unhinged wider than humanly possible.
Gnashing his teeth, he slowly rose from the pile of rubble.
Suddenly, his left arm cracked, shaking rapidly till it went still.
"GRRR... F..food."
And the human-turned zombie lunged at them.
Helena flinched back on instinct.
A flash of blue steel materialized in her grip.
The infected crashed into it teeth-first. The impact jarred her arms. His jaw scraped along the glowing edge, saliva and blood stringing between his lips as he pushed.
She twisted her wrist, shoving the blade deeper into the mouth before yanking it free in a spray of black saliva.
The infected staggered.
Planting a boot against its chest, Helena kicked the zombie hard.
The zombie flew backward, crashing through a rusted car door.
Around them, the players scattered, running to hide as some screamed. No one stayed to help.
Still, Helena stood her ground and swung her sword.
The blade bit into his shoulder. "GRRRR!!!"
