"I can't believe you lasted three years fighting these things, Brenden," my Father said before moving on to the next opponent, bringing down his maul (Large Hammer) and crushing the head of an undead like a melon.
We had been grinding for over 4 hours, and as I had expected, in the beginning, there was barely anything shuffling around in the tunnels, courtesy of my previous adventures.
When we eventually DID find some undead, they were just lowly Zombies; however, don't get it fucked up; even if they were zombies, the decaying Humans weren't the kind you'd see on that one tv show from the 2010s; these things may walk around, but they definitely weren't dumb and slow.
