Chapter 14 Having Fun In The Midst Of Fighting

• Swoosh!
• The axe in Maverick's grasp whirled through the air, its edge cleaving into the zombie’s skull with a nauseating crunch. The creature didn’t even have time to let out a sound before it was obliterated, its brain matter splattering grotesquely across the wall. The lifeless body crumpled, sliding down until it slumped at the base of the bloodstained surface.
• Maverick’s gaze shifted to the horde below. Dozens of zombies shuffled aimlessly, their movements slow yet menacing. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward with measured intent, his posture unyielding. To him, these weren’t monsters to be feared; they were opportunities. Each kill held the promise of growth, a chance to absorb more strength.