The armless zombie under the leg of its acidic kinsman stopped its last twitches. Its neck was completely melted through, and its head, no longer attached to a body, rolled to the side. The acidic zombie's eyes gleamed with green in the darkness of the abandoned storehouse. As if it understood that its prey had nowhere to escape, it didn't hurry to attack.
"Damn!" Ellin tightened his grip on his sword. "Well, at least we don't need to break our heads choosing between all the options. This guy is going to do it for us!"
