Kailun and the others climbed onto the remaining bikes without hesitation. There wasn't time for comfort or rest. Engines roared to life, and with Yunfeng leading the charge, the group tore through the broken city streets.
The wind howled past them, thick with ash and the stench of decay.
Zombies littered their path, shambling out of alleyways and broken storefronts like roaches from a cracked wall.
But Yunfeng was an unstoppable force.
His eyes glowed faintly as his hand lit with flames, sweeping a swath of fire to singe the nearest zombies into cinders.
The others followed suit—Jai gripping a sharpened mop, jabbing it with precision, while Zei yelled and shoved zombies aside with wild swings.
Hana's arms trembled, but she swung too, protecting Yuki behind her.
Even Qui Yue, always silent and composed, fired at any creature that got too close.
The road blurred beneath them, but then—
A shadow passed overhead. A low, familiar rumble filled the air.
