"How in all hells..." Mathew muttered.
His eyes followed the centipede's head that Leila cleanly cut off with a single slash.
The bloody chunk of meat moved through a wide arc, spraying blood all over the place.
'Huh?' Mathew thought. He could feel his legs weakening.
'Was this supposed to be that easy?' he thought, his hands trembling.
The severed head drew its arc and fell to the ground. It then tumbled across the rubble.
The sound of the centipede's head appeared in complete silence as if no other sound dared to make itself known.
'Wait, what?' Mathew forced his eyes away from the bloodied chunk, turning it back on the scene of action.
For but a second, the world appeared to freeze. All the zombies stood in place.
In that single instant, they seemingly all lost interest in the events from before.
'Huh?' Mathew thought.
And then everything snapped right back to reality.
