Blood, guts and desecrated corpses littered the snowy fields, the imprinted footprints in the snow telling the tale of a desperate struggle against what could only be compared to that fate.
Clang!
The black blade of Eien collided with a Stage 5 Mutant's bladed arms, causing a slight bend in the monster's blade as it began to screech, causing Alexander's ears to almost rupture, blood oozing from them as he became dizzy and stumbled.
Bang!
Instantly another zombie's huge body smashed into him—Alexander didn't have the time to be dazed while suffering the constant onslaught of the zombie horde, yet another wound, a dark black bruise forming as his arm was twisted in the wrong direction.
"Ugh... little blitch!"
Crack!
Adjusting the bone, his body lunged back into the fray.
The zombies had begun to slow down, and for a moment, Alexander thought this might work.
