"He's beyond help." Tang Zheng squatted on the ground, glanced at the corpse's pupils, felt the pulse on the neck, and shook his head. He then rose and moved to the next victim.
There laid five students in the center of the coliseum, three bodies badly mutilated, covered with bite marks from demons. Although the other two were unharmed, the dilated pupils suggested they were beyond saving.
The high school students were silent in grief, but nobody approached to take one last look at their classmates. The sight was too horrific. The girls huddled together, quietly sobbing.
"They're already dead, no need to waste them." Zhang Hao quickly ran over, chose a dead female student, caught her by the ankles, and dragged her to the stone walls.
