Eve's katana flew in a wide arc, discouraging a couple of wolves from approaching her, and took a moment to look around. The chaos had been going down during the last few minutes (if those were minutes at all, because they felt like hours, even if the sky was still as dark as before). But now it was on the rise once more, because the dead wolves began to move again.
She caught the sight of a body of the wolf that Victor had bisected earlier. It awkwardly kneaded its paws on the soft forest floor, as if trying to get up, but forgetting that it didn't have its hind legs. That zombie was harmless, but others were already booting up and picking their targets.
