'Company!'
The few remaining brave people widened their eyes and looked at their surroundings for any company. But they found none. They looked at each other's faces but dared not voice out their thoughts.
'Is it possible for the leader to be hallucinating!?' They thought, yet, they surveyed the surroundings.
After a couple of seconds, they wanted to relax when they discovered no enemies. Suddenly, a loud zombie cry came from their back and the weather changed.
A strong tide of wind blew fiercely on the street destroying everything on its path. Metals, glasses, and other debris were carried up into the sky. The light illumination provided by the sun was covered by a black cloud.
A stream of hordes matched toward Justin and its group with crude weapons raised in the sky. Their dark redden eyes rolled in their socket. While the strong tide of wind did not affect them.
