Eyes burning with rage, expressions gnarled and twisted in fear and confusion.
Both the infected and not rushed at them from all angles.
Cain slowly filled his lungs with air.
{Eidwyrm} drew an arc in the air as he cut down the first human that lunged at him with nasty aggression.
However the next moment, his body became like a soft willow, bending under the attacks of the two behind him. His other hand moved like a snake striking the back of their necks and knocking them out clean.
'I see. Kill the nasties, knock the normals out. That really is quite effective.' Vincent thought to himself as he ducked behind a large boulder and rolled into position.
Without giving it much thought, he positioned his magic rifle properly and began firing rounds into the crowd. Of course, his bullets turned the heads or torsos of whoever they met into bloody mist, so he had to be especially careful.
Click. Crack.
