Seeing the creature stumble was the first thing that made Luck breathe easier.
Reading where it would strike wasn't enough. It outclassed him in speed and strength. If he wanted to win, he had to stay at least two steps ahead.
'I need to improve...' His eyes widened, and the world around him slowed. He was breaking through his limit, whether his body liked it or not.
As the mutated zombie crouched low, pawing at the ground like a lion sizing up its prey, he felt the tension in the air thicken.
He wasn't the only one improving. The creature's eyes lit up with a deep red glow, and its body began to tremble. Somehow, it looked bigger than before.
Others might've thought it was just a trick of the light—but he knew better. This wasn't in his heads.
"Come on," he taunted, stepping forward with absolute confidence. "I'll show you the peak of humanity."
