The giant zombie dragged more of the road toward its broken arm, grinding chunks of pavement together as they climbed over the thin grey flesh I had exposed.
The new armor formed slower than the first, but it was still forming, and I had no intention of letting it hide behind another layer of concrete after I had finally figured out what was underneath.
I shifted my weight onto my injured ankle and immediately regretted it when pain shot up my leg hard enough to make my knee buckle. Yuche caught my elbow before I could wobble a second time, but he didn't say anything.
That alone was probably the only reason I didn't bite his head off.
Lingyun had already moved back toward the smaller zombies, fire tearing through anything that tried to get close, while Chenghai forced the rest away from us. Zhenlan stood a few metres behind me with lightning moving between his fingers, watching the giant and, annoyingly, me.
Everyone was looking at me too much.
