㊋ The Dead Shall Speak [SoF Event Open] ㊋
Run. That's all the came to the martial artist's mind. She hadn't been infected, but several deep cuts ran in one of her shoulders from fighting up close with one. What was going on? The school overrun by the walking dead? They were weaker than the other beasts she had to face during the Rite, but one had caught her by surprise. It held a weapon. A mighty blow was dealt of her left shoulder, but she scoffed it off. She had more important things to worry about. The safety of the helpless.
"If this wasn't a set up, I don't know what is."
Another undead assailant had latched its corpse to Li Hua's back, causing her to throw down yet another zombie on reflex. This was getting tedious. She had to find the source, and stop that at ALL costs. The world wouldn't end on her watch. The zombie outbreak could spread if she didn't stop it now.
The ravenette had taken refuge behind the faculty dorms, hoping there would be a stronger ally to lend her hand. With an injury, she couldn't do much on her own. She wasn't stupid, just a tad rebellious. She had felt the presence of another, and without thinking, Li Hua prepped her Iron Needle attack and rushed towards the figure.
She slammed the other against the ground and held a clenched fist near their face. Was it a friend or foe? Was it a student, or just another zombie? She wouldn't know until she snapped out of her brief daze.