07-07-2011, 09:17 PM
Dero's eyes went wide and he scowled menacingly as they talked. He kept his hand held out, but then started to raise it and close it into a fist. Soon it was in front of his face and was just a middle finger. He was about to step forward when a rather decayed body tried to make its way into his field of vision. Dero was on it in a flash, tearing it to shreds with his bare hands. The thing barely had time to react because it had been so focused on the vehicles and numerous people inside of them. Moments later Dero was beating the hell out of a freshly dead undead with a leg he had torn off the decaying monstrosity. He yelled each time he brought the leg down, beating it into bloody, fleshy pulp.
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