CRASH!
The duo burst out of the alleyway, the open road to the on-the-move stronghold stretching out before them. The stronghold itself was visible in the distance, its imposing walls a welcome sight. But there was no time to rest. The zombies were still on their heels, and they needed to keep moving.
Kazuichi adjusted the woman on his shoulders, her unconscious form a heavy burden but one he bore without complaint. Arisu ran beside him, her blade dripping with the blood of the undead. They moved at a steady pace, conserving their energy for the final stretch.
'Well there's still at least ten or so kilometers to cover, but we should be optimistic.' Kazuichi said to himself as he slammed his fists on one of the zombies who tried to tackle him out of nowhere.
