Bab 392: Last favor

"Kill it!"

Someone from amidst the newbies shouted.

But Mathew was already on top of the situation. All he had to do now…

Was what?

'I can't cut it like that!' Mathew despaired.

Even if he were to slash the zombie's neck and somehow avoid cutting the girl below it, the zombie's head would still stay attached to the girl's shoulder, its teeth messing up more and more of her flesh.

"AAAAARGH!" the poor girl screamed her guts out while the flesh of her shoulder and neck were mangled by the broken teeth of the zombie.

"FUCK!" With no other option, Mathew reverted his hold on the saber before throwing his fist right into the side of the zombie's head.

Pac…

The rotten flesh and broken bones of the zombie's skull offered little to no resistance to Mathew's fist. Not stopped by anything solid, it went right through the side of the zombie's head, ending up nearly halfway inside its head.