Two bone spurs danced like nimble sprites, weaving in and out of the eye sockets of the zombies.
The zombies fell like harvested wheat, collapsing in unison.
Lily and Sophia gasped in astonishment.
"Amazing!"
Lily murmured.
With her own formidable strength, she could also kill these zombies, but her efficiency was nowhere near Fiona's.
And the process would inevitably be messy with blood splattering everywhere, unlike Fiona's graceful and cool display.
"What use is my strength!"
She couldn't help but complain.
"No, it's still very useful in many aspects!"
Elijah couldn't help but respond.
Lily shot him a reproachful look.
Unconsciously, she recalled what Elijah said last night.
He told her to relax a bit!
Otherwise, he'd be immobilized!
In Lily's state of extreme tension.
Even an iron rod would be ground into a needle!
But it was indeed very comfortable!
