Thousands of zombies swarmed in, their grotesque faces packed tightly together, completely encircling the human Awakener team.
The group stood back-to-back, weapons swinging relentlessly as they hacked down the undead, fighting with everything they had to hold their ground.
But the sheer number of zombies was overwhelming. For every one they killed, another immediately lunged forward, as if the horde was endless.
"Damn it! The zombies at the train station are completely out of control. What do we do now?" one team member shouted, panic written all over his face.
They had come here expecting to complete their mission, but now everything was spiraling into chaos.
"What else can we do? Call for backup and try to break through!" Alexander barked, his voice steady despite the dire situation. He crouched down, his hands pressing firmly against the ground as a faint, misty yellow light radiated from him, the energy of his wood-based abilities gathering around him.
