Yuche didn't linger on what was possible or not possible.
There wasn't time to stand there trying to make sense of something that had already happened twice in the span of a few seconds. Whatever it was, whatever had just worked in his favor, it was still working—and right now, that was the only thing that mattered.
Understanding could come later, if there was a later.
Another zombie climbed into view, its fingers dragging against the concrete as it hauled itself higher along the wall. It was closer than the last one had been, its movements faster now that it had something solid to pull against, its body adjusting with an efficiency that made it harder to ignore what had changed.
Yuche's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched it, tracking the way its weight shifted, the way its grip found purchase where it shouldn't have been able to. He let the moment stretch just long enough to confirm what he was seeing before acting.
This time, he didn't wait for instinct to take over.
