The Grim Reaper and The Easter Bunny
“No doubt contacting the enemy?” Py-Bun repeated, likely confused. “Soooooo…….. this zombies can do what the living team mates can do?” She asked as she looked around, getting aware of her surroundings.
Ire nodded, “An unfortunate thought yes… they seemed to have retained something about the roles they played while they were alive… Scouts will scout, soldiers will give commands, heavies… well their damn near unkillable that one that you blasted wasn’t dead… Snipers can blind you will urine, spies still have cloaking, and medics will still heal their allies…” Ire ran forward, hoping to catch up to the scout or else they would have to go into the tunnels through the resupply room. The scout whipped around flinging a bandaged arm at Ire slapping him before it was whipped back towards the scout, “…Force… of… Nature… You’ll… dead…” Ire was confused, he had just been slapped in the face by a zombie… and had no idea what to do about it…
Py-Bun air blasted the Scout making fly off like rag doll. “How long are we gonna get there?” She asked out of boredom.
Ire sighed as he pointed towards a small hole in a rock, "There is the front door, the real one the manor is just a decoration…" Ire walked into the tunnel unleashing a wave of white flames down the length nearly collapsing as he said, "That… that should keep them back… while we… move forwards…" Ire struggling to walk down through the tunnel saw the light of the peculiar device known as the respawner, "Py-bun, have you ever wondered how one of these worked? Not asking if you wanted to try it, only asking…"