To Heir Is Human II- Playground XIII, the 13th.... Options

[Lord Revan]

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[Lord Revan]

Plys'Iea

As the necromancer left, the alien stared at the zombies in contempt. He considered defeating the entire horde of zombies around him but gave up the errant thought..... at least until the one had had been facing made a revolting gaging noise at the nine-foot-tall reptilian creature before it.

In a act of defiance towards Mannimarco, the Plys'Iea swung his staff in a wide arc, the sharp spikes of the flail end grabbing the decaying corpse. The rotting flesh severed easily was the zombie was flung over the warrior's shoulder.
Still needing to vent his frustration, the alien clenched his fist and slammed into another walking corpse. In a disgusting spectacle, the armored fist went through the abomination's torso, sinking all the way to the elbow.

Kicking the corpse off of his arm, he glared at the other mindless mosters. Who stared dumbly at him as if he didn't exist. THIS IS MADNESS!!! Taking his staff again, the alien swung several heavy swings in rapid succession, sending a couple dozen sombies flying back and off to the side, and twice as many severed limbs took flight as well.
When the zombies in the immediate area were cleared out, the Plys'Iea stood silently. Staring off into the distance, wishing as he had millions of times since being left behind that he was not alone on this world. A decayed head rested at his feet.

Miserably, the alien smashed it under his boot. Silently, he cursed the King of Worms, the embodiment of everything he loathed about this perverse world.