[Smart zombies are a terrible thing. They start gathering in groups, hoping to snag that broom or a grip on his arm while he strikes at one.
Of course, moving together like that makes them an easy target for a falling projectile.
The Captain lands out of the sky like a rock. Smashing one under foot into the pavement. Grabbing one's head and crushing it with his bare hand and then knocking another to the ground to stomp on it.
Not very flashy, or all that skillful. But what he lacks in grace he made up for in pure strength.
Breathing hard, covered in the bits of undead, he looks to Hayate.]
Nice stick, thing, you were doing there. Remember, crack the head open, that stops them.
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Of course, moving together like that makes them an easy target for a falling projectile.
The Captain lands out of the sky like a rock. Smashing one under foot into the pavement. Grabbing one's head and crushing it with his bare hand and then knocking another to the ground to stomp on it.
Not very flashy, or all that skillful. But what he lacks in grace he made up for in pure strength.
Breathing hard, covered in the bits of undead, he looks to Hayate.]
Nice stick, thing, you were doing there. Remember, crack the head open, that stops them.