"Urrrggghhh..." The blessed slaughterer groaned before coughing up more blood.
"It looks like you can't continue anymore," Charles said. "Thank you for this fight! It was the greatest I've ever had!"
* * *
Jack stood face-to-face with Zombie. He felt no harm, as he even began performing knife tricks in his hands, spinning them around his fingers.
"I'm sure you're aware, but you have no more allies remaining," Jack said with a smirk. "Probably, there are a couple out and about, but that's nothing, and we both know the regular soldiers are useless. Speaking of which, I haven't seen much of them."
How can I combat his speed? Zombie asked himself as Jack monologued. Since my pain receptors are dead, if I let him stab me...I can counter without worry...but landing the hits is the hard part!
"Eh, I guess they're far too slow to keep up with any of us," Jack concluded before ceasing his knife tricks. "Well then..."
While holding his knives, Jack lifted his right arm to his neck and his left to his stomach, putting himself in his fighting stance. Seeing his preparation to attack, the super soldier became focused.
Jack suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind the back of Zombie. Before the opponent could react, Jack swung his knives several times, which left numerous graze marks on Zombie's back.
After registering his movement, Zombie quickly turned around while simultaneously performing a roundhouse kick. Jack effortlessly leaned back, and Zombie's leg brushed against his hair.
Jack kept his flow and continued inflicting cuts on Zombie's body. The super soldier could not bring him down due to the speed at which Jack moved and avoided his strikes.
"Haha! My knives were made from some of the strongest metal, but the best I can do is leave small cuts." Jack stated as he slashed Zombie. "My knives will break if I attempt lethal stabs!"
Zombie was slightly frustrated as he couldn't land any hits. His frustration was slightly intensified by Jack's casual talking as if he felt no danger whatsoever.
"My knives normally would break before piercing your body." Jack continued. "But with people like you, there's always a way!"
Suddenly, Jack thrust his knife right into the jaw of the left side of Zombie's face. Due to its softer nature compared to other parts of the body, he could drive his knife right through.
"How's that, bugger?" Jack cockily asked. Much to his surprise, however, Zombie casually pulled the knife out of his jaw and swung it at Jack. Of course, he dodged, but his reaction time was slower due to the surprise of witnessing his opponent's actions.
What? Does this bugger not feel pain? Wait, does he even bleed?
"Oh ho, using my weapon against me?" Jack teased as he regained his smile. "You've done it now!"
He pulled another knife from his coat to compensate for his lost equipment before continuing his assault on Zombie.
Let's see how much this bugger can take!
Jack made his killing intent clear, as he only went for the usual weak spots on a human body. As he attacked, he drove his knife into Zombie's jaw once more. He continued by slicing his right ear off.
Zombie made no flinches as if the pain didn't register to him, which slightly confused Jack. He simply continued to attack the criminal in hopes of landing a strike.
What the hell? Is this guy even human? Jack thought as he stopped attacking. Zombie seemingly saw an opportunity to unleash a rush of attacks. That opportunity he saw was false, as although Jack stopped attacking, he never let his guard down.
Jack avoided his attacks before stabbing him in the throat faster than he could perceive. Simultaneously, with his other knife, he drove it into the weakest point of Zombie's head - his temple.
Jack moved backward to create a distance and to see what Zombie's next move would be. He wondered if he had landed killing blows now.
As if it was a minor inconvenience, Zombie pulled the knives from his throat and temple, revealing the wounds but no blood. That understandably shocked Jack heavily.
"What the...how aren't you dead?" Jack asked. Zombie strangely had a downtrodden expression.
"Damn it..." Zombie muttered, which confused Jack. "Is this...all I can do...?"
You were just a regular soldier before all this, Zombie... He began pondering. You were killed on duty...You died, and then you were awake. You were an exclusive test for the military - a super-soldier made from the dead.
"What are you thinking about?" Jack asked as Zombie strangely kept still.
Your bodily functions were mostly dead...except for your brain and muscular system. The scientists preserved those for the experiments. Zombie continued pondering. After getting your body significantly modified, you became a super soldier who could not die. You became one of the best...and this is all you can do?
"It's not as fun when my victims show zero signs of pain," Jack spoke. "You're called Zombie, huh? Well, it makes sense, considering the things you survive. For a criminal like me who loves murdering, I guess you would think that the best counter would be someone who's basically dead."
...The other criminal, Nathan Hayes, is in that nearby building. Zombie thought as he gazed at the building. If I can't kill Jack the Ripper...I'll at least eliminate him!
"I wonder if you'll die if I'm able to decapitate you?" Jack wondered. "If you're going to just stand there, then I'll kill you!" Jack declared before running at Zombie. He attempted to slice his throat once more. Simultaneously, however, Zombie also moved off, which messed up the timing of Jack's attack.
He unintentionally struck his shoulder, which caused his knife to shatter upon impact. Zombie completely disregarded him and went straight for Nathan.
"Going for Nathan, huh?" Jack said with a sly smirk. "I'm not done with you, though!"
* * *
Nathan was chilling in his shelter, waiting for the fights to pass over.
I wonder what's going to happen after this. Nathan thought as he was lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling. There's no way we'll be free, especially after everything that happened. It doesn't matter though! I'll use everything I have to protect Lilith and ensure we both survive! He thought while he gripped his fist in a determined manner.
"S-Class criminal, Nathan Hayes!" Zombie said as he suddenly appeared before him.
"What!?" Nathan uttered as he suddenly sat up.
"Die--" Zombie declared but was interrupted by Jack, who drove his knives into both of the super soldier's eyes. He also wrapped his legs around his back amid the stab.
"J-Jeez!" Nathan spouted as he took multiple steps backward.
"Damn it! Jack!" Zombie exclaimed as he tried to grab Jack, who was clinging to his back. That proved unsuccessful, as Jack moved to the sides on his back while avoiding his grabs. He removed his knives from his eye sockets before plunging them consecutively.
Nathan witnessed in pure shock at Jack's sheer brutality. What made it worse was that he had his usual psychotic grin.
"What...the hell..." Nathan muttered.
"HAHAHA! WHAT A FOOLISH MOVE, BUGGER!" Jack loudly mocked. Having enough fun, Jack came off his back and proceeded to hold the knives which were firmly planted in his eye sockets, and tossed Zombie back outside.
"That was a good try, but you underestimated how fast I am now," Jack said. "And I thought you guys already experienced it firsthand already."
"Dammit...sometimes...you have to...try." Zombie stood up as he pulled the knives out of his eye sockets, revealing black husks where his eyes were supposed to be.
"I suppose that's true." Jack agreed. "Even though I could go even faster..."
"What!?" Zombie asked.
"Haha, you're conversing with me when you have no eyes and one ear." Jack laughed. "Bloody hell, whatever experiments they did to make you super soldiers, it's pretty crazy, mate."
Amid his conversation, something caught Jack's eye. At around cloud level, he noticed a long streak of strange clouds. The cause was clear to Jack as he noticed a jet approaching their vicinity.
Huh? A jet? Are more buggers showing up for reinforcements?