Laz had no idea what was happening in the basement, trusting that they would be able to take care of themselves. After all, he had enough to worry about without having to think about others.
Laz and the corpse man danced back and forth, exchanging blows. While it looked like they were evenly matched, Laz knew he was just one fuck up away from getting his ass handed to him.
The body of the corpse man was proving to be the biggest obstacle, as it seemed like it took no damage. Even when Laz landed a hit that sent him flying, the dude would just climb out of any hole or impression he had just been knocked into and go back at it like it was nothing.
Several times Laz wanted to pull out Sever and see if that made a difference, it's ability to cut anything would be really helpful, but he felt that might not be the best idea although why he felt that way, he didn't know.
