"We absolutely cannot let her die," another male Zombie suggested, his idea was met with agreement as his companions nodded.
"Let's go up together, control that damn Werewolf, and then let Duovir escape."
"Okay."
Having made up their minds, five or six Zombies exerted all their strength and rushed towards the Werewolf Leader.
They pounced on him, some grabbing his arms tightly, some sitting astride his wolf head, while others held onto his wolf legs firmly.
"What are you trying to do?"
Duovir thought her subordinates must be crazy; this was an extremely dangerous move, given that the Werewolf Leader could easily take all their lives.
"Elder, you must go. Completing the mission makes everyone's sacrifice worthwhile."
Duovir reprimanded, "The ones who should leave are you!"
"Duovir, if you don't leave now, everyone will have sacrificed in vain."
The Zombie speaking was instantly crushed by the downcoming wolf paw.
