Chapter 259: The Internal Strife
At the secret facility of Marcus’s undead army project...
"Well, that takes care of that."
Aspen dusted off his palms as he looked on at the devastation he and Danos wrought at the god-forsaken undead facility. Everything had been utterly destroyed, his unlikely partner having let himself loose and shredding any and everything that crossed his path. Glass and fluid littered the floor, with broken vats and pipes hissing all throughout the area as they walked towards the exit.
"That’s it?" Danos scoffed, shaking a bit of fluid off his hand as he walked by Aspen’s side. "I expected something more, to be honest."
"The intel we got didn’t exactly put in any specifics," Aspen replied. "All we knew was that the abominations in this place had the ability to kill us if we weren’t careful."
"Well, we were plenty careful," Danos laughed. "This so-called werewolf poison didn’t even manage to stop us!"
Aspen sighed. As much as his partner would like to admit it, the man almost died after accidentally biting down on an unsuspecting zombie. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to have that much of an effect on the Elder, but seeing him spazzing out on the floor for a few minutes didn’t help his nerves as he suddenly found himself defending alone for the two of them.
"It was only luck that some of the zombies didn’t have much in terms of poison in their system," Aspen recalled. "We didn’t manage to find out if some of them had the complete poison in them, but it’s a moot problem anyway."
After all, they’ve pretty much killed any and all undead that they could find. If there was anything still alive in this facility, he’d probably commend it for its tenacity.