Objective: 3 - City of the Living (City of the Sane)
Theme: Wake the White Wolf - Metal
He pressed the button on the blade, extending it into a full sword. Then turned to look at Alwine and Alora "Fun time."
He ran forward holding his shield and sword in a Roman charging formation, charging down Locals/Cannibals. Then one of them grabbed him by his black cloak, that female then got lifted up, grabbing at her throat, gasping for air, as he held her in a fierce force choke, then threw her into a group, bowling them all over.
"STEEERIKE!" He grabbed a thermal detonator from his belt, primed it, then threw it at the group of bowled down Locals/Cannibals. Then whipped around, bashing a local in the head with his shield, leaving it stunned and dazed. He then it again, making the satisfying sound of bones crunching, he then grabbed it by it's head, slamming it into his knee, knocking it unconscious. Then stabbed it through it's heart.
By now his sword was covered in red blood, and it was splattered all over his armour and cloak, giving him an almost demonic look. He then grabbed his pistol from his belt with his shield hand and pulled it out, shooting several zombozos right between their eyes as they were running at him. He then ducked under the swing of one, throwing his sword up, and grabbed the creature's leg with his free hand. Yanking it out from under him, the sword falling back down right through the man's skull.
He then grabbed the sword, blasting a few more zombies, then hitting one on it's head with the handle of the pistol, and running a zombie through with his sword, then yanking it out, pressing the button. Once it had switched to dagger mode, he threw it, striking through a zombie's throat, and staying there, he then shoved his pistol back in it's holster, and ran over, tackling several zombies. He then yanked his dahher out of the zombie's throat, switching it into sword mode, and sliced a zombie that was ontop of him in half, spraying him with blood. As more and more zombies piled ontop of him, he curled his body up, then released it, floating in the air a bit. The zombies were all knocked off their feet and back atleast five metres, and he put his sword back into it's sheath, switching it to a dagger, and folded his shield up. His purple and red eyes went bloodshot, electrified, and berserk under his helmet.
His finger tips electrified a deadly shade of purple, sparking. He cast his hands out, his fingers curling, giving the zombies infront of him a nice tan, frying them. He'd created a wave of purple force lightning infront of him, keeping it that way, until the corpses of the zombies were smoking. He then stopped, and started force choking and grabbing zombies with the force and flinging them this way and that.
After a couple seconds, he'd had his fun with the force, he was soaked in blood and parts of zombies. He unclipped his sabre from his belt, and ignited the purplish hued blade, slicing through the few zombies that dared and managed to get close to him. He decapitated one, sliced another in half, then doing a swirl, sliding down to his feet, cutting their legs off. He then stamped his foot on the ground, screaming in pure anger, his skin getting paler, his veins getting darker and more visible under his skin, under his armour. The ground in an four metre radius became cratered, as if a pod or piece of a ship had landed in it, the zombies bones getting crushed or broken under the force, aswell as their vertebrae. His voice carried a couple metres infront of him, knocking three zombies back that were trying to rush him.
The ground around him electrified briefly, killing the zombies that were rendered paralysed. He then force leapt onto one of the zombies, stabbing through it's head. Then flipped his sabre upside down Starkiller style, and stabbed a zombie upward through it's stomach, into it's lungs, then it's heart. He then brought it around, decapitating a crawling zombie that was grasping at his legs.
He stood there panting, in a form of pure rage.