"So damn ugly?" Big Ears couldn't help blurting out.
The oversized head in front of him belonged to a Zombie King from the outskirts of San Diego—nothing too powerful, really.
Just like Ethan, this guy barely lifted a finger when his territory got poked at. He left the dirty work to his underlings.
Right then, another figure stepped out from behind the Bighead Zombie King—a zombie beast. It looked like a wolf at first glance, black and white fur, but with huge patches missing, its skin raw and streaked with blood. Its mouth was full of jagged, razor-sharp teeth, giving it a vicious, feral look.
But its eyes… there was something strange in them. A glint of intelligence. Sharp. Calculating.
"A Husky?" Big Ears squinted, surprised. His eyes widened. So that howling in the woods earlier? Not a wolf. Just a zombie Husky.
"Awoooo—!"
