“He is no longer Kevin. He is just a zombie now. Kill him! Now! I don’t care about his life at all!”
Nancy didn’t take Elvis’s threat seriously. In her mind, Kevin was already dead; the zombie in front of her was nothing but an evil that had occupied his body.
Elvis also didn’t mean it. Kelvin was now one of his faithful followers. He wouldn’t kill him to weaken himself out of rage evoked by an ignorant girl.
“Albert, ask the followers to pick up all the knives on the ground. Using weapons is also a skill you can teach when we are back. Then tell them to get on the car.” Elvis said to Albert to the neglect of Nancy. He didn’t want to waste time with the girl.
Everything went smoothly. Elvis believed the leader they had killed had made most of the zombies nearby his follower
