That feeling like a thousand needles shot at her at once. Zerra couldn't describe that kind of pain. It was as if they stabbed directly to her soul. The zombie transformation… she would never get used to it, no matter how many lives she had experienced.
On top of that, also Nyra's terrifying gaze as she looked at her. Her pair of dark eyes now were staring daggers at her, frightening and intense.
"You are a mutated animal," Nyra muttered with certainty. "A zombie."
Zerra struggled in her tight grip, letting out a small yip in pain. Then she froze. Her mind registered what Nyra had said. Animal?
She belatedly realized that Nyra could easily clutch her with her two hands, lifting her up from the ground. She had become a fox again! Wait, had they come down to a plot where Nyra was going to kill the zombie king now? But… wasn't it that fast?
