C121 Agee's Anger

Her complexion was unusually sallow now, her eyes a deep, bloody red. She clutched the short spear embedded in her torso and slowly drew it out, a swath of dark blood trailing behind it.

With a metallic "ding," the spear clattered to the ground. The female walking dead king watched Ming Ying's departing figure with a placid expression, then a twisted smile crept across her face