"Help out!" Kicking zombies and executing them took time. The remaining two zombies were closing in, and Shana had no time even to raise her leg; she could only use Stone's signature move, wielding the hockey stick and swinging it repeatedly.
"Oh." Lin Wu ran over. While the zombies were still focused on Shana, he executed one from behind with a steak knife, and Wind Stinger took care of the other one on the left.
Shana praised, "So cool."
Lin Wu modestly replied, "Just average." Still, being complimented felt good.
Shana asked with a curious tone, "Is this move effective against players too?"
Why was she asking this question? Lin Wu felt guilty and stammered, "I haven't, haven't used it, don't, don't know."
After saying that, feeling it wasn't very supportive, he added, "I'm a pacifist."
Shana couldn't help but snicker and continued to compliment, "Being able to maintain pacifism in the apocalypse is a kind of success."
