บท 62: Surprise Level 3 Zombie

Beta's assault was relentless, his weapons firing a barrage of bullets that Zorvax evaded with surprising grace. Each round that whizzed past seemed to only fuel Beta's rage further. "Stand still!" Beta barked, his voice laced with fury.

Zorvax, unperturbed by the near misses, continued to dance around the onslaught. "What's the matter? Can't hit a simple target?" he taunted, his tone mocking, almost playful in the face of danger.

The two combatants were locked in a deadly dance, Beta's advanced weaponry clashing against Zorvax's uncanny agility. When the bullets failed to meet their mark, Beta, driven by fury, unsheathed his sword, the blade shining ominously in the night.

Zorvax watched with a cold focus, transforming his hand into a similar blade just in time to block Beta's ferocious attack. "What kind of zombie are you?" Beta repeated, his tone laced with genuine confusion and a touch of fear.