*Ada's P.O.V.*
I pinched the bridge of my nose as I looked towards the crowd of people I "happened to have" saved.
It was easy, given my new weapon after tossing aside that broken stick.
***
["Darren's Spinal Flail {Tier 2}"]
[Description: "A flail created by Ada Ambrose, through the use of her former teammate's Spine and his Genetic Nexus"]
[Active Abilities: "Just A Bite!"]
[Passive Abilities: "None"]
***
A flail made from Darren's spine and head is not a good thing to be seen with. But it's an effective weapon!
I know what you're thinking, "Ada! You can't do that! Using body parts of your dead teammate is psychotic!" Oh, shut up... From what I saw out the window, it is quite literally the apocalypse, so being a little psychotic is needed to survive.
How about I tell you about it? It's about 70 to 75-ish centimetres and has his head as the flail ball. They were all connected to these weird black and red ligaments that are super stretchy. It's pretty lively, too! Always groaning, and... that's about it.
He is also pretty durable. I slammed him into several infected humans along the way, but not a single dent.
But what I am most interested in is his Active ability:
["Just A Bite!": "By injecting your Mana into the spine, you can make Darren's head latch onto things with his jaws."] - Cost: 5 Mana Cooldown: None
I see...
*Chomp!*
I looked towards my victim—an infected human. I swung my arm to the side, causing the infected to slam into the wall.
Anyway, I kind of went on a rampage through the building for a while. Because of this, I now have an army of good-for-nothing.
Turning back to them, I sighed at these deadweights holding me back.
"I'm flattered you guys want to follow me and all, but... could you guys, like, at least help out?"
And, of course, I got plenty of replies and complaints along the lines of:
"Y-you're the only one who can fight them!"
"How can we help if we don't have weapons?!"
I covered my face with my palm. These guys are adults, especially the instructors; they whine like children.
'Although they're not wrong, I am currently the only one with a capable weapon and a higher level.'
"Stat Gate"
***
[ Name: Ada Ambrose ]
[ Level: 8 ]
[ HEALTH: 200 / 200 ]
[ MANA: 30 / 40 ]
[ STAMINA: 90 / 95 ]
[ TITLES: None ]
[ CLASSES: None ]
[ STRENGTH: 24 ]
[ VITALITY: 19 ]
[ DEXTERITY: 20 ]
[ SPEED: 17 ]
[ MANA: 4 ]
[ WISDOM: 5 ]
[ DEFENSE: 0 ]
[ Stat Points: 0 ]
***
Even though my magic-related stats are a bit lacking, I'm pretty happy overall!
'Heh! I'm definitely gonna brag to Everette about this.'
*Groan...*
'Hm?'
I looked down at my flail to see it groaning, "Oh? What's up, little buddy?"
Just as I said that the wall next to me suddenly became a hole.
"Hm?" I stared upon an Infected human with... multiple limbs?
{"Level 10 Mutated Human"}
"Oh? Oh! Were you warning me about this guy?"
I stared back at my flail. Turning back, I commanded them to run away before being tossed through a wall by the Mutated.
"Agh!" Rolling a bit, I jumped up to my feet before scouring the room. It seemed to be a chemistry lab, considering it was filled with chemistry equipment.
*Roar!*
"Seems like big boy is coming."
The big guy stomped through the hole I made, which gave me a better look at him.
"Geez... You're like 2 meters tall!" Not only that, but he also had two arms just behind his shoulders and some very black veins. Yuck.
"Sorry, big guy, but! I got someone to go brag to!" I ran up to him and swung Darren towards his face to kill it instantly.
But, of course, this guy just had to be different. The guy raised one of its extra arms and blocked it with its forearm. Although it did block it, it was at the cost of its forearm.
I spun around to generate more momentum for my next swing before getting shoulder-bashed to the back of the room.
I crashed into the wall and immediately got back up, "Ugh... Nice hit... My turn again."
I whipped my flail towards the guy, and as it was about to block it with its other extra arm, I activated Darren's ability.
*Chomp!*
Darren latched onto the guy's forearm. He tried to pull it off before suddenly getting pulled. While it was busy trying to get Darren off, I pulled him in while simultaneously going in for a dropkick, which was successful.
The big guy was launched several meters back through the hole he came out from. I still had Darren latched onto him, so I was dragged with him, too. Following up on my dropkick, I reared back my left arm before pummeling his face into the floor.
This may... have pissed him off a "Teeny" bit because he suddenly caught my arm and threw me out the window. This caused him to lose a chunk of his arm because of Darren.
Flying out the window, the world seemed to slow down around me as I flew over the school's front lawn. It was packed with Infecteds.
"Ah... Crud."