*Ratatat!*
Ethan paid no mind to the captain, ignoring his questions and calls as he focused on what he had to do. Repeating his earlier method, he aimed and fired yet another burst of blood-infused bullets at the undead.
"Aargh… damn you, human! I'll kill you!" the undead roared in fury, its voice full of hatred as it sensed its dark magic slowly dispersing. With a furious glint in its eyes, it stomped forward, each heavy step bringing it closer to Ethan.
"Another one!" Ethan shouted as soon as his magazine ran dry again, stretching his hand back impatiently.
"Here, take this!" one of the soldiers called out, hurriedly handing something over.
"Huh?" Ethan felt a different weight in his hand and looked down, his eyes widening in surprise. This time, he wasn't handed another rifle. It was a single-man rocket launcher, an RPG.
