-Ten minutes later-
Victoria had just taken down the last of the first horde of zombies to attack her and Abigail. It was not a particularly hard fight, but it was nerve-wracking because the zombies could run as fast as a living person and that meant the two mages had to be quick when attacking or dodging. Abigail was cleaning the blood from the Sky Blade as Victoria looked around for more zombies who had heard the commotion and were coming to join the fray. The .44 Magnum was not exactly a subtle weapon: it had a report that could be easily heard by anything within earshot. However, like with so many weapons in Victoria's arsenal, it was perfectly suited to its wielder. Brute force tended to be Victoria's preferred method of problem-solving and if something was not broke, why fix it?
"That's the last of 'em. So far." Victoria commented to Abigail, looking over the scene. The zombies she had shot barely had heads anymore and the zombies Abigail had killed had neat stab wounds or neat slices through their skulls. That illustrated the difference between the two mages. Victoria was a sledgehammer and Abigail was a scalpel. The same dynamic had been present when Victoria had worked alongside Itori months ago... not that Victoria minded too much.
Everyone had their place in life. Victoria's place in life was as an instrument of brute force to be directed towards demons, demon cultists, slavers, and other unpleasant sorts who liked to kick people around for the fun of it. It might be a delusional idea for her to hold, but sometimes Victoria liked to think that she was some cosmic entity's instrument sent here to put goons who kicked around innocent people in their place... and sometimes that place was six feet underground. Not that Victoria minded killing.
"There's plenty more where they came from." Abigail calmly remarked. Victoria nodded and looked past the dead zombies. They were in a clearing now, but some distance away there were bushes that formed a corridor approximately 100 meters long. The two mages looked at each other.
"Oh look, a corridor. How awfully convenient. For them." Victoria remarked to Abigail. Abigail frowned at Victoria, but this frown was one of agreement.
"Yeah. Unless we want to go tromping through the underbrush and get seriously scratched up by thorns, we have no choice but to go down the corridor and see what happens. With that hand cannon of yours, we'll be all right." Abigail said. Victoria smiled.
"Yeah, I like this hand cannon. It's my second time using it and it's a big help. I don't have to use my Light Machine Gun to do all the heavy lifting now." Victoria commented on the .44 Magnum in her hand. It was every bit as noisy as the Light Machine Gun but was capable of greater precision... not that that was saying very much. Still, having a powerful weapon that could fire single shots that were not anti-armor rockets was always nice to have.
"I'm ready to go into the corridor when you are, Vic." Abigail said to Victoria. Victoria nodded.
"Sure, Abby. Let's go." Victoria said. Together the pair started towards the corridor formed by bushes and hoped to find the weapon they had been hired to retrieve. While they had not been told exactly what kind of weapon they were looking for, the brunette was pretty sure that they would know it when they saw it. Maybe.
-Inside the corridor, three minutes later-
Victoria and Abigail were now walking through the corridor and kept their weapons ready. More zombies could burst through the brush at any moment looking for a meal. There was not very much room to maneuver and since Abigail had a sword she would have to be very careful not to hit her while the blonde fought the zombies.
Victoria looked up at the sky and could not believe that she was fighting zombies in daylight. Before today she had only ever fought them at night, but here she was traveling through a zombie-infested place in broad daylight. The best word she could use to describe the situation was "surreal."
Victoria faced forward again and continued to follow Abigail through the corridor, which opened onto another clearing. Maybe they could find the weapon soon and get out of here before they had to fight another large horde of those slender ax-wielding zombies. The pair were ten meters down the corridor when an obese zombie wielding a meat cleaver in its right hand staggered out of the brush about a meter away from Victoria and faced them with milky white eyes. It pointed towards them with its free hand and bellowed something.
"MEEEEEEEAT!" It bellowed in a deep voice. Victoria quickly raised her .44 Magnum and aimed for its head, firing an Armor-Piercing Round that easily punched through its skull and brought it down. Victoria smiled. Fortunately for her, the extra layer of fat protecting their brains could not stop the Armor-Piercing Rounds the revolver could fire.
Unfortunately for her, she heard loud moaning coming from all around her. That meant that they were about to get company very soon. Abigail heard the moaning and looked at the brunette.
"We can't fight them here! There's too much risk of us hitting each other! Let's go back to the first clearing!" Abigail suggested before turning around and fleeing to the first clearing. Victoria did not object. She wordlessly turned around and hurriedly followed Abigail to an area where they could make a stand against the zombies that would soon arrive.
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