[Kisha: Alright, I'll head over immediately. If the zombies attack, just stall for time. No matter what happens, avoid fighting that mutated one, just push it back and keep your distance.]
[Keith: Understood, Sister. I'll inform the others right away.]
Kisha absolutely couldn't allow them to engage the mutated zombie head-on. If it was close to becoming a Zombie King, then it was likely far stronger than any of them.
The chaos it created wasn't random; it was playing with the survivors, treating their struggle as nothing more than entertainment through the twisted intelligence it possessed. From her experience, no Zombie King was ever ordinary; they were always powerful, cunning, and nearly impossible to deal with.
