Ethan watched the man suddenly veer toward them, a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
This guy was practically begging to die.
"Big Mike, looks like your ability just walked right up to us."
"My ability?" Big Mike's eyes lit up. "You mean he's an Awakened?"
He was the only one in the squad who hadn't awakened yet, and he'd been itching for it for days.
"Yep. He came to us willingly—no reason to turn him away, right?" Ethan said with a grin.
"Hell yeah! What's his ability?"
"Fire-type."
"Fire-type? Oh man, I love fire-type!" Big Mike's eyes gleamed as he stared at the man sprinting toward them.
Marcus, meanwhile, had no idea what kind of situation he'd just run into.
Seeing that Ethan's group wasn't running, he got even more excited.
"Hey! Give me a hand, will ya? Let's take care of these zombies together!" Marcus shouted as he closed the distance.
Anyone out here had to be Awakened. If they could just hold the zombies off for a bit, he'd be able to slip away.
