Night Attack

The guy who should have fallen on the ground dead is slowly standing. Remy had seen this scene before and that was when someone transforms into a zombie. Such a scene has been common ever since the world turned crazy.

As his eyes meet the man with a dagger stabbed in his back, Remy's spine tingles as fear grips his heart.

"It seems that you are one of those ungrateful people…" Marc said in a calm voice.

He calmly and easily grabbed the knife sticking on his back and without hesitation, pulled it out.

Red crimson blood splattered on the wall as Marc's expression showed pain.

"I was kind enough to help, but you still did this…" he muttered while his gaze turned cold.

Remy was taken aback for a bit. But upon hearing the voice of the person before him, he knew that the guy was neither a zombie nor a mutant. He is just a normal human but just like him, the guy might have some kind of ability.

"So you also have a Special Ability…" Remy said with a slight sneer on his face.

Though he was taken aback, he was confident that he would not lose to this guy in a fight.

Judging from the man's physique, he is not that strong and seems a bit naïve. As someone who has experience in the dark world, he could somewhat tell about these things.

His hand slowly slid to his back as he grabbed another blade and unsheathed it slowly while positioning himself in a fighting stance.

Marc frowned when he saw the action of the man before him. From the way he sees it, the guy seems to be an experienced fighter.

"This is going to be troublesome…" he thought.

But still, Marc was not worried as he could already feel his adrenaline starting to pump and his body getting a bit lighter.

With the bloody blade in his hand, he also went into a fighting position. However, Marc's stance is a bit awkward and unrefined to someone as experienced as a fighter like Remy.

So upon seeing this action, a slight smirk appears on Remy's mouth.

Swoosh!!!

Remy suddenly swings his hand targeting Marc's neck.

Marc squints his eyes and everything around him becomes slow.

He dodges the blade by a hair's breadth then the time flows normally again.

He casually swings his hand and his dagger tore the side of Remy's shirt. It did not cause any wounds but Remy knew that he would have been in trouble if that knife had gone deeper.

This simple action from the guy named Marc made him immediately understand that his opponent was someone that he could not look down upon.

The guy seems to be a tiger acting like a pig just to trap him.

His mind has already processed what has happened and knows that this person has laid this trap for him to jump on.

Whether the kindness shown is real or not is already not the issue at this time. He has already decided to attack and he could not go back. All he has to do now is to put all of his effort into killing this guy and take all of the loot in this place.

With viciousness in his eyes, Remy concentrated and his body suddenly was filled with vigor. His special ability or strange power is his abnormal strength and speed.

Once he concentrated he could become stronger and faster than a normal person.

In his group, though he is not the most powerful, he is still a part of the assault team.

Looking at the man before him, he knew that with his power activated, the guy would soon be dead no matter what strange power this person had just like those teammates that he had killed.

"You're dead now…" he muttered with an evil grin.

His speed suddenly became faster and Marc felt his vision becoming blurry.

Before he could activate his ability, he had already felt a strong force hitting the side of his rib.

But due to the adrenaline rushing through his body, he could not feel the pain of the stab wound. But he knew that he had already been stabbed.

Flinching a bit, Marc staggered to the side while he looked at his side with his torn shirt soaked with his blood.

"I just change into this…" he muttered.

Though the guy before him was faster and he was a bit taken aback, he did not feel fear. He feels a bit excited.

Looking at Remy's eyes, he suddenly activated his ability.

He did this because he felt a dangerous vibe.

And true to his intuition, he saw the blade rushing towards his neck.

It was fast, but not that fast as to hit him with his ability activated.

It's like the man is doing a slow knife stab exhibition in front of him.

Without hesitation, Marc uses the knife in his hand to block the attack coming after his neck. Then he exerted his effort to punch the guy on his stomach.

Thud!

Marc frowns for a bit when he feels the leathery and thick texture of his enemy's stomach.

"Haha… You've got some tricks I'll tell you that. But that is futile…" Remy mocked as he circled Marc.

Marc followed and this time, he decided to initiate the attack.

With a stab, he targeted Remy's chest.

This caused Remy to sneer as he anticipated this move from an amateur.

With a quick dodge to the side, he easily lets Marc pass by his side and with a quick jab stabs his knife on Marc's stomach.

But Marc activated his ability once again and easily dodged the knife. This time, since it is a close encounter, he quickly makes his move and cuts the wrist of Remy holding the knife.

Clang!

Remy was shocked as he felt a stinging pain from his wrist.

With shock in his eyes, he glared at Marc.

"Damn you!" he cried as he move his body to tackle the man before him.

When he hits the body of Marc, a sly smile appears on his face.

How could he not feel happy when he knew that he could now kill this guy with his bare hands?

Though he likes using guns and knives, he is an expert in close-quarter combat. He once tackled a giant guy which he easily overpowered and knocked out.

As he tackled Marc's body to the ground, he quickly mounted him and restrained his arms using his knees.

"Hahaha… What a fool!" he laughed crazily.

He suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with his opponent's clothes. Though it is tattered due to the stabs and slashes he did, the guy's body seems to be not wounded at all.

"Healing ability…" he quickly thought with a frown.

Then he lifted his hand to strike the face of the guy below him.

But when his eyes met the man's eyes, Remy's heart skipped a beat.

This is because… the man seems to be not looking at him, but instead behind him.

Without hesitation, he quickly moved his body and rolled to the side.

Right after he did that, a shadow passed by and he could see a zombie pouncing at him.

"Damn it! Why are these things in here?!" he cursed in his mind.

But he has no time to think as he quickly stands up and stabs the knife in his hand to the zombie's head.

Crack!

The knife easily penetrated the skull of the zombie which falls limply on the ground.

Crash!!!

He suddenly heard a crashing sound coming from the window. This made him feel a bit scared.

But before he could process everything that was happening, he saw a shadow jumping out of that window.

He wanted to follow as he noticed the guy lying on the floor had suddenly vanished.

Remy knew that the one who jumped out of that window was Marc.

"I have to escape…" he thought as he moved.

But before he could reach the window, he saw three heads popping out.

This stopped him from his momentum.

He wanted to rush again, but it was already too late as more ghastly heads appeared. They even start to climb the window.

"Shit! Shit!" he cursed as he turns to run towards the door.

But he froze in place as he saw a horde of zombies already cramming through the door.

From that scene, he knew that he was now in trouble.

…

Meanwhile, Marc is already running as fast as he can while dodging the incoming horde of zombies running towards him.

Then without hesitation, he agilely grabs the ledge on the wall and quickly climbs the broken ladder going to the second floor.

While panting, he looks down at the zombies looking up at him.

"Enjoy your meal… I'll clean you guys later…" he muttered as he had no time to take care of these zombies.

He quickly looks at the gate and notices that more and more are coming inside the opened gate.

He began counting but after a while, he frowned for a bit.

"Shit… I think I miscalculated this plan…" he cursed while looking a bit worried at the number of zombies coming towards the building.