Corpses poured over the mud, their movements uneven, their screams a chorus of agony that seemed to come from everywhere at once.
"They don't stop," he said finally. "They don't feel pain."
Corpses poured over the mud, their movements uneven, their screams a chorus of agony that seemed to come from everywhere at once.
"They don't stop," he said finally. "They don't feel pain."
His voice barely carried above the chaos. A headless corpse lurched forward, arms groping through the rain, while another dragged itself by shredded fingers after losing both legs. Broken bones snapped back into place with wet cracks. Arrows pinned them for a heartbeat before they ripped themselves free. Every fallen body rose again unless its skull was crushed beyond recognition. Fear spread faster than the horde itself.
"Then we don't stop either."
