Flora Bloom noticed him sizing her up, saw the doubt in his eyes, and rolled her own at him. "Wipe that doubt off your face!" she snapped. "Hurry up! If it doesn't die, we will! Stop dawdling!" At the same time, she retorted inwardly, 'My water isn't ordinary water, either!'
Lex Cross found her tone refreshing, but now wasn't the time to analyze it. He said no more, unleashing one bolt of lightning after another on the zombie cow. He gripped his combat dagger, waiting for a chance to strike.
The man seemed to have an innate talent for battle, knowing the quickest way to draw an enemy's aggro. After just a few hits, the zombie cow charged him, its eyes blazing with fury.
