In another part of the City of Zoan...
A large scale battle between a horde of enhanced evolved {Zombies} and humans was taking place.
It was so chaotic, what was left of the foundations of the city was completely destroyed.
Spells flashed through the air, saturating the world with a thick scourge of mana, boiling the very atmosphere.
A thick cloud of Devil Essence in the form of a viscous miasma floated above the battlefield. However, it was unable to shield them from the terrible crimson moonlight.
There was not an ounce of rhyme and reason to this absolute carnage.
Steel struck bone and claws pierced flesh.
The mutated living dead sank their teeth into the humans, tearing them apart and consuming them. Those unfortunate enough to remain fairly intact after dying were turned into the living dead, turning on their comrades.
The humans fought back hard, but we're unable to overcome the combined force of the relentless zombies and the powerful Devils.
Time passed...
