An Abandoned Village (6)

Chapter 66: An Abandoned Village (6)

"Adaptation is the strongest skill," Blake said.

Joel nodded, his gaze fixed on the hulking mass of undead flesh stomping toward Kyria and Wolfang. "You taught me that, big bro."

All of a sudden, they had a new ally in this competition—an ally of sorts. Joel wasn't sure how far Blake intended to push this mini-boss for their advantage, but it definitely looked like it would tip the scales in their favor, right?

Blake offered a faint smile. "Kyria's clever. Rather than trying to outdo him at his own game, let's sabotage his plan in our own way."

Within a minute, Kyria and Wolfang noticed the butcher entering the main plaza, lumbering toward their growing stack of zombie parts. The hulking brute drooled at the sight of so much rotting flesh, eager to devour it all.

"So that's your play, Superbia," Kyria muttered. "You're a dirty bastard."