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the man, and Sylas immediately maneuvered his metal rod and sprung into action. He hit the heads of zombies with precision and took them down one

by one as he dodged the other zombies gathering around him.

Dylan joined in, severing the heads of the

zombies with his long, sharp sword.

Bang!

Out of nowhere, Serena appeared, swinging her baseball bat, and with a 'Bang', she smashed the head of a zombie tha ...

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