The group rested in the cemetery, as Alice threatened to kill the infected soldier. Jill, displaying great determination, walked up to the gun pointed at her neck and stated calmly "if it comes to that, I'll take care of it myself."
Zephyr, shadowed in a nearby tree, watched in admiration as Jill's eyes remained locked with Alice's.
A hand shot up out of the ground.
Zephyr threw himself out of the tree as T-virus contaminates rose up from their graves.
Not wasting a second, the group leapt into action, striking down foes and snapping necks to ensure they stayed down. Zephyr, being the only one armed, tried to lure the contaminates away from the group. Giving up on that idea as more and more zombies surrounded the group, Zephyr instead tried to keep their enemies at bay.
"There's too many of them!" Alice cried out.
"There's never too many of them," Zephyr replied mischievously as he struck down another three. One contaminate evaded Zephyr's defences and came biting down on his shoulder. Zephyr threw himself to the ground, narrowly evading infection.
Throwing himself in the air, Zephyr leapt over his attacker and landed beside it, grabbing its head and snapping its neck in the process.
Zephyr stared at the creature that had almost infected him.
"Okay…" he began, "maybe there are too many!" The group began smashing their way through the crowd, with Zephyr at the fore. Soon the group was free of attackers and continued along their path.