Quinn had lost his former strong, refined appearance. In its place was an untamed wildness and a murderous glint in his eyes that could only be honed by long-term slaughter.
"To clip Morgan Sterling's wings, Seth Warren and Heath Holden had their people lure us into a zombie horde. I had no choice but to lead my men into this mall to take shelter." Fire blazed in Quinn's eyes as he spoke, and he gnashed his teeth when he mentioned Seth Warren and Heath Holden's names, as if he wanted to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
Caleb Bloom sighed. "The apocalypse is upon us. Humanity should be banding together. It's hard enough just to awaken a superpower, so why are we fighting amongst ourselves?"
"Where there are people, there is war. Before, it was competition in business and at work. Now, it's a scramble for resources and food. Caleb, I remember your team having quite a few people with superpowers. How did you end up hunting zombies with Morgan Sterling's men?"
