A blazing fireball slammed into the beast's eye, scorching and melting flesh, doing more damage than any missile had managed so far.
Samuel's mouth fell open, and he put his binoculars down.
"Did these awakeners have this kind of power?"
Betty's head snapped toward the direction of the attack, her brows arching in surprise as she spotted David sprinting toward the massive creature.
"Hmph…" Betty let out a soft snort as her katana cleaved through a Grade Three zombie's neck in a single, fluid motion.
'Does he really think he can take on a Grade Six beast alone?'
She shoved her hand into her pocket, crushing the cores one by one.
Crack. Crack.
After the last core shattered in her grip, a tingling heat spread through her stomach, rushing into her limbs like a surge of energy.
"Hah… finally, Grade Three."
THUD.
