"Look closely," one of the soldiers said, pointing toward the battlefield.
"Because of the evolved zombie's relentless attacks, the zombies around it are getting caught in the frost and frozen solid. As Captain Vulture keeps moving, the evolved zombie rolls around in its blind fury and ends up smashing into the frozen zombies, shattering them to pieces. In the end, all Captain Vulture has to do is evade while the evolved zombie takes care of its own kind. Heh, brilliant, isn't it?"
"Ohhh! What a clever strategy!" another soldier exclaimed, eyes widening in admiration.
They turned their attention to the battle below, and the soldier's explanation proved to be spot on.
Frozen zombies were scattered all over the battlefield, immobilized by the frost.
The ice-type evolved zombie, now in its massive rolling ball form, barreled through the area, smashing into its own frozen kind like a bowling ball hitting pins.