Under the pale moonlight, Bulldozer's massive frame charged forward like a raging bull, his heavy footsteps pounding against the earth. Behind him, on the horizon, a swarm of feral figures emerged, their presence radiating pure malice.
The horde of zombies surged forward with overwhelming momentum, their killing intent sharp and chilling.
Truth be told, the moment Big Ears left the city, a crow had flown overhead. It noticed something was off—his dazed, almost bewitched state—and immediately went to inform Bulldozer.
Bulldozer, being the kind of guy who actually cared about Big Ears, decided to head out and check on him.
And boy, was that the right call.
What he found was nothing short of chaos.
