"No!"
He stopped in his tracks, facing a Level 4 zombie that was staring at him, but after a while, it left with the tide. As it turned away, another one was nearby, but it too left shortly after. Once there were no zombies lingering around him, Ghost Head took a deep breath and changed his previous plan, instead opting to head towards a less crowded area with zombies. He needed to find a relatively safe place to wait for the two to wake up.
The silver-armored zombie wouldn't stay here forever. Its injuries would take time to heal, and if it didn't keep these demons distracted, Ghost Head, already a burden, would be torn to pieces on the spot along with the two unconscious men by these ravenous creatures!
