Even Kisha and Duke felt the force of the wind tearing through the room, its pressure so intense it forced them to pause mid-battle. The commotion was impossible to ignore—the whirlwind on the other side roared with such ferocity that they instinctively took a few steps back from the elite evolved zombie.
The elite evolved zombie also halted, its blood-red eyes narrowing as it turned toward Sparrow's silhouette amidst the storm.
A guttural snarl escaped its throat, brimming with rage and frustration—but it could only stand there, watching helplessly as its pawns were sucked into the whirlwind. In seconds, they were shredded into mincemeat, devoured by the storm of wind and blades.
But then, the elite evolved zombie suddenly charged toward the whirlwind—perhaps intending to stop it before it wiped out more of its pawns. The moment Kisha and Duke realized its intent, they moved without hesitation, stepping in front of it with unwavering resolve.
