“Just die already!”

Nadia used her voice to add strength to her punches.

With only an empty gun in her hand, she managed to clear her immediate surroundings, establishing a zone of relative safety.

It was only as wide as Nadia’s reach, spanning just above the length of her arms. But against the slow and clumsy zombies, this amount of space was just right.

“Help…” the cry of Nadia’s underclassmen grew weaker.

‘There is no time,’ the girl thought, swirling in her spot, cracking heads all over the place. Yet, the more she rushed to help her last remaining companions, the less she cared about her own safety.

“Fuck!” Nadia let out a small scream when a first scratch appeared on her arm.

Her blood was pumping erratically, instantly covering the small yet ugly wound with blood.

The entire crowd of zombies froze for a split of a second, only to then rush ahead, invigorated by the smell of truly living blood.

“Die!” Mia shouted from the bottom of her lungs. She swung her arms faster and dulled her kicks higher and further.

‘I’m at my limit,’ Nadia coldly realized, only able to observe the events her body was involved with.

Nadia’s body couldn’t move any faster. Her strikes had already reached their top possible strength.

‘I can’t do anything to help them,’ Nadia thought, desperation filling her soul.

“Help…” the cry from nearby turned silent.

And then, the zombies all over the place started to move.

As if someone pulled out the plug in the bath, the yet-to-rot corpses proved that while they were slow, they still did move.l

“JUST DIE ALREADY!” this powerful shout was out of place, as it didn’t come from Nadia’s mouth. It didn’t come from the students that had already arrived at the edge above and observed the struggle of the escapees.

It came from the place where only pleas for help arrived before.

‘Hah?’ Nadia nearly jumped when her attack suddenly didn’t find an opponent to land on.

As more and more zombies fell to the ground under her attacks, Nadia found the free space around her expanding.

For the first time since she jumped down, she had some time to look around.

‘They there are,’ Nadia thought, directing her eyes where her crimson vision pointed the last remaining humans to be.

And to the girl’s surprise, her underclassmen actually fought their way through!

“Die! Die! Die!” the young man swung a long piece of rebar, still covered in cement dust.

‘Where did he find it?’ Nadia initially thought, only to then shake her head and focus on cleaning the zombies out instead. ‘No, it doesn’t matter,’ she quickly realized, pressing forward with her own fight in an attempt to join the forces.

If there was an advantage to the situation they were in, it was the narrowness of the corridor. As it was located at the back of the compound, most of the student traffic was concentrated towards the central parts of the building, allowing for smaller corridors and bigger classes.

And now, this small width of the path they had ahead was what allowed just three of them to withhold a charge of zombies.

“I’m here!” Nadia shouted when she finally managed to cut herself a path towards the two underclassmen of hers. “Let’s go!” she shouted again, hoping to encourage her compatriots.

‘I don’t know where did you find the courage and strength to fight like that, but it would be a waste not to use it now!’ the girl thought, using this new hope as fuel for her body.

‘Even with his help, it’s still only a matter of time…’ Nadia thought, running her mind through every possible scenario…

And then she saw it.

It was just a short, neatly instant flash when her eyes struck some sort of reflective material.

Maybe it was the glass of a window embedded into the classroom’s sides? Maybe it was a random piece of rubble that ended up splitting so cleanly it could serve as a mirror?

Nadia couldn’t really tell what caused this, but for this one instant, she saw several strange objects floating all over her head.

It all happened in an instant…

Yet, Nadia’s crimson vision allowed her to peer into the details kept within those strange, floating windows.

[Wife #1]

[Name: Nadia Astra]

[Age: 19]

[Level: 8+1]

[Race: Half-zombie]

[Class: Prime Wife]

[Status: Frenzied]

“What the hell?!” Nadia screamed out, the reality around her resuming its usual pace.

The strange, floating screens disappeared from before the girl’s eyes… but their image burned itself off in the back of the girl’s head.

‘What the hell is this?’ Nadia asked herself, swinging her arms to clear the path deeper into the floor. For each swing of her limb, another zombie would fall to the ground, never to raise up again.

And before Nadia could even notice, her small group managed to clear the entirety of the corridor.

“The others!” Nadia whispered as she violently turned around, facing the gap in the staircase.

Those few students that stuck around to observe her rampage were now clearly considering whether or not to descend to the floor below. Thankfully, whatever motivation their leader potentially had for catching Nadia, it clearly wasn’t enough to press those guys into a nearly suicidal charge.

After all, they happened to witness both the floor collapsing when a huge weight suddenly dropped on it…

And they just witnessed how Nadia dispatched tens if not hundreds of zombies in a single rampage!

“Thank you…” a soft whisper reached Nadia from the back, followed by a dull thud.

‘Not good,’ Nadia forced her face back to its usual position, turning her eyes towards the source of the sound.

And there he was. Nadia’s underclassman who bravely fought against zombies to save his friend or possibly girlfriend.

‘That’s so touching!’ Nadia thought, unable to stop her girlish side from coming out, even in the middle of her, as her own status called it, frenzied state.

The young man was covered with wounds, some of which had already started to fester.

‘A single scratch won’t hurt you, isn’t that what you said?’ Nadia thought, recalling the words that Mathew left her with before she first started to lose her consciousness all this time before.

And yet, despite only having his body covered in scratches, the young man was clearly in bad shape!

Not minding all the blood and filth that covered the young man’s body, his female companion stuck around, holding the young man’s head on her knees.

“How is he?” Nadia asked, only to watch how the girl gently wiped a droplet of blood from the man’s cheek.

She didn’t even turn her head around, nor did she reply, not giving Nadia any reason to believe she even heard the question.

“I…” Nadia opened her mouth, only to make it gape like a fish before closing it. She then took a deep breath as she raised her eyes back on the girl. “I can end his suffering if that’s what you want,” Nadia said.

Now, it was the boy’s girlfriend’s time to make a decision. It was a sort of burden that Nadia couldn’t help them to carry.

Hoping to give the two some privacy, Nadia turned to the side, only for her eyes to lay on yet another reflective surface.

And just like before, there it was. The same status as before, with just her level rising by one. Yet, there was another screen hanging on the other hand of Nadia’s head.

“…uck…” a distant echo of a curse barely reached Nadia’s ears.

“Huh?” Nadia shrugged when she noticed movement from the corner of her eyes.

The girl’s focus was now on a veteran level. Even though she only fought once, this life-or-death situation allowed the girl to crack open all the restraints that she imposed on herself over the course of her years-long training.

Yet, when she turned her eyes to where she noticed the movement…

It wasn’t the corridor but the very first window with her status.

And in there, her level continued to go up. This time, however, it was its second component that continued to reach new heights.

From one to two. From two to three. From three…

The counter ceased to move only when Nadia’s total level reached fifteen.

And then, the entire building shook as if it was about to collapse… Only for the entire wing to Nadia’s right to go and vanish in a thunder-like noise!