It’s touching, really

Humanity fought their way forward, cutting down everything in their path with ferocity. It didn't take long for them to clear the zombies in the hallway and charge into the second-floor lobby.

Inside, there were still plenty of zombies. The moment they spotted the humans, their faces twisted with rage, and they charged forward recklessly, utterly unafraid of death.

Swords and blades swung through the air, the sound of combat echoing nonstop.

Captain Jonathan continued to resist the mental attacks bearing down on him. His sharp gaze swept across the room, searching for the Phantom Infected.

It didn't take long.

At the back of the horde, he spotted a zombie seated at a piano, her hands moving rapidly across the keys. With every note she played, the soundwaves grew more intense, crashing over the battlefield like relentless waves.

She had switched to a new piece—Flight of the Bumblebee.