Draven rampaged inside the barrier, shattering everything in his path. He tore apart the zombies relentlessly, hurling their dismembered bodies into the air. The corpses slammed against Adela's protective barrier and fell to the ground with dull thuds.
A guttural roar escaped him, reverberating across the battlefield.
The zombies showed no end. For every one he ripped apart, another clawed its way out of the ground to take its place. Draven's eyes burned with fury as he turned his gaze to Adela.
"DO YOU THINK YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WITH AN ARMY?" he snarled, his voice filled with venom.
Adela's expression remained stern. She knew exactly what he was referring to. His words confirmed what she already suspected about his secret chamber, and though the thought of it chilled her, she had been ready for this moment. She didn't reply, letting him fume while she focused her energy.