"You could have done that at the building."
"I was conserving energy."
"You used enough power to move twenty cars."
"That is still conserving energy compared to fighting."
Yan Cijin laughed.
They descended.
The underground garage was dark.
The air smelled of oil, mold and something rotten.
Bai Li slowed.
A zombie screamed from somewhere between the concrete pillars.
Then several responded.
Yan Cijin drew her blade.
"Here we go again."
The first zombie came from the ceiling.
Yan Cijin cut it before it touched the motorcycle.
Another came from behind a pillar.
Bai Li drove directly toward it.
At the last second she leaned aside.
Yan Cijin cut it as they passed.
The garage became a brief storm of movement.
There were far more zombies than expected.
Some crawled across car roofs.
Some hid beneath vehicles.
Some moved through the ceiling vents.
Bai Li used the motorcycle itself as a weapon, dodging between pillars while Yan Cijin struck at anything that came close.
