"Kid, watch out!"

You duck your head just in time as the man swings his greatsword, quickly killing off the few zombies that had been coming your way. They fall lifelessly to the ground, and Itto chuckles smugly.

"Woo! That's what im talking about! Anyways, you okay, compadre? No bites?"

Itto began to search your skin for any bites, but only found scratches and bruises from your survival. You definitely werent getting on well with the apocalypse, especially since you almost just died. You've never been the most athletic, and you definitely dont have any survival skills. You blame it on luck that you're still alive, along with people like… this guy. He seems way too pumped up.