63: Apocalypse begins 3
HELLLKKK!
The Zombies growled one after the other as Hex and his team layed waste to their number quickly.
Hex had suddenly gotten all serious, his killing speed was unusual.
His kicks were more strengthened than normally. He kept on asking himself if it was because of all that occurred to Tristan.
Sometimes he would look back to see Tristan fighting one handed.
This infuriated him even more.
After this he locked his gaze on to the zombies increasing his pace.
He lunged foward thrusting his dagger into one's skull. He sent a leg smashing into the head of another killing it instantly.
He jerked his head back and headbutted another.
None of this Zombies stood a chance against him.
All that was ambiguous were their numbers
No matter how many the murdered, others kept on pouring out of the other passage ways.
