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Alana's POV

I gave a loud shout as I raised the sword in the air. All of the dead warriors turned their attention to me as they heard my cry. They immediately, without hesitation, started running towards me.

As the Dead warriors advanced towards me, I felt a shiver run down my spine. I wouldn't lie, I was very scared. I had been trained by one of the best warriors in our packs at that time but I had never had the chance to show it in battle, talk more of using it against an army of the dead. I squeezed the handle of the sword that I was holding tightly and took in a deep breadth. I immediately gagged as what I inhaled was just the rotten smell of the dead warriors. Ignoring the call of Caleb, I advanced towards the dead warriors.

I raised my sword in the air and began swinging at the dead warriors. Body parts fell left to right and multiple heads rolled. I began to feel the adrenaline rush as I cut down the dead warrior in front of me to pieces. The blade that I was hiding was not sh