The immense force of the tightly packed zombies pushed the Warrior Sprout back several steps, its feet scraping against the metal floor.
But before the horde could gain momentum, the Guardian Sprout suddenly charged straight into the middle of them, its shield slamming forward with overwhelming force.
The impact was brutal. Several zombies were knocked off balance instantly, their bodies colliding into each other in a chaotic mess.
That was all the opening needed. The Warrior Sprout moved again.
Its blade flashed. One swing, a head fell. Another step, another neck severed.
Its movements were clean, efficient, almost emotionless. Every strike was lethal, and every motion flowed into the next without pause.
At the same time, the Guardian Sprout continued to disrupt the formation, smashing zombies aside, pinning them down, or forcing them into positions where they couldn't even defend themselves.
