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Agreoran and Ayela both slashed away at the horde of zombies that had consumed Rotramel. He was gone, and Ayela had reasoned in herself the ability to gather the strength to slay them. They weren't alive any longer, instead they were a virus and there was no way to reverse the disease. They were gone. Besides, it was in her self defense.
Agreoran, on the other hand, didn't care. He slashed away at them effortlessly, killing anything in his way or that tried to eat him. His goal was to reverse what had gone wrong. The zombies weren't supposed to attack him. Something had happened to Sakaki. Perhaps He left the station for something. He didn't know nor did he care. The safety of all those around him was of utmost importance.
Agreoran, on the other hand, didn't care. He slashed away at them effortlessly, killing anything in his way or that tried to eat him. His goal was to reverse what had gone wrong. The zombies weren't supposed to attack him. Something had happened to Sakaki. Perhaps He left the station for something. He didn't know nor did he care. The safety of all those around him was of utmost importance.