Hypothesis

The huge wind fluttered the clothes they were wearing and their hair. Small objects flew and Dereck's eyes glittered with sand.

He rubbed his eyes while cursing. “Damn it, even though you all have your eyes open too. Why are only my eyes glistening?”

Dereck looked down to protect himself, irritated because the slick eyeballs felt odd. He exhaled with great annoyance.

The others watched him. Oliver looked ahead, they had just arrived at the corner of another small village, and Oliver walked along with vigilance.

His sword swung very fast when the figure of a zombie appeared as he expected, it was split in two, and Piere, besides Oliver, talked about what he had just seen.

"You're very good at wielding a sword. Have you always been used to wearing it?”

"No, but I'm quite used to being under pressure and using my powers."

Oliver walked with the thought of forgetting his past that he didn't like. He entered several parts of the building and the zombies who heard the screams of the first z
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