Firo lightly drops her heel on the sister’s head, and the sister falls onto the floor.
… Is she dead? I hope so.
The other remnants are pretty much the same. Besides the brainwashed slaves, they pose no threat whatsoever.
Gaelion starts making a game of lightly tossing them at one another.
There is no need to hold back against the ones who acted of their own volition.
More and more Zombies are pouring in, making escape impossible.
Annihilating all of the forces here should be enough to set back their plans.
“Damn…” (Armor)
Armor slowly rises to his feet.
He’s surprisingly tough.
“I guess it’s about time to finish this. There’s no need to keep you alive. Shall I make you regret baring your fangs at me?” (Naofumi)