Transformed

Jake tried pushing his sword inside, but it simple wouldn't budge. The zombie's hide was too thick for even his sword to cut through.

This was perhaps the first time his sword wasn't able to cut through something. It was a feeling Jake almost never faced in this life. 

"Damn it." Jake cursed as he let go of the sword and retreated a few steps away, trying to get some distance between him and the zombie. 

He would rather not die because he didn't have a sword in his hand. And looking at how big the zombie got, almost twice his height now, he knew that the enemy would have that increase in strength.

"Please tell me that he gave up speed to get so big." Jake muttered as he kept his watch on the zombie leader. 

The giant grabbed the sword that was wedged into his chest, and took it out with one fell swoop.