Ninety-first Run

As the horde of mindless zombies approached, their eerie moans filling the air with dread, Brandon and his group braced themselves for the impending onslaught. The tension was palpable as the first wave of undead creatures descended upon them, driven by an insatiable hunger for human flesh.

Brandon's eyes narrowed with determination as he wielded his powers, manipulating the metal around him to reinforce the steel fence that stood between them and the ravenous horde. "Hold the line!" he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray.

With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead.

Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching