The young
and powerful Remus, the gypsy king’s nephew, roared his fellow zombies into
action. Men, women and children, ferocious, step up to face the vampires. A
zombie’s strength is a match for any vampire’s, but where the vampire’s
strength is channeled into speed and nimbleness the zombie’s is pure power.
Steadfast like statues of stone a swing of an arm could knock anyone’s head
off, human or undead alike.
Remus went
straight for Agros. The zombie children though smaller were just as strong. In
groups of three and four they climbed all over their chosen vampire. The gypsy women
also worked in pairs or threes. Proud of the heritage of their earlier time as
humans, the men preferred the individual confrontation. Actually there weren’t
enough demons for everyone in the tribe.
Argos’ nest
was small and overwhelmed.
(To Be Continued.)
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