My mind raced, considering how to deal with the zombie that was once again throwing itself at me.
The zombie had lunged at me again. I rolled on the ground and narrowly dodged it. Since it had used too much force, half of its arm was stuck in the ground. Seeing this, I delightedly grabbed my Peach Wood Sword and jabbed at it.
I looked at the Peach Wood Sword in my hands with some confusion. Could it be that this zombie wasn't afraid of the Peach Wood Sword? Why did I feel just like when I kicked it, a sense of utter powerlessness? Stone! That was the only thing I could think of.
Suddenly, I remembered that last time my master dealt with a zombie, the situation at the beginning was similar. The Peach Wood Sword couldn't pierce through, and it was only after my master unsealed the sword that he was able to stab it in.
