The last Armored Zombie roared as it pushed through the horde. It was different from the others, faster, heavier, more aggressive. By now, Raghav, Imran, and Neha had been fighting continuously, their breathing heavier, their movements just slightly slower. Fatigue had begun to set in.
"ROOOOOAAARRR!!"
It didn't charge in a straight line. It shifted, forcing its way through the side, breaking the rhythm they had maintained so far.
"Hold it!" Raghav shouted.
Imran stepped forward, but his stance wasn't as firm as before. "Trying—!"
"BOOOOOOM!!!"
The impact hit harder than anything before. The shield dented visibly this time. Imran's feet slid back, his arms trembling under the force as the ground cracked beneath him.
For a moment, their formation faltered.
The Armored Zombie forced itself forward, slipping past the shield just enough to create an opening. Its massive arm swung toward Raghav.
"RAGHAV—!!"
