[ Daisy turns to face the last one approaching, noting that Bucky's already taken out the others. It's good he's letting her help; things would get very tense if he suddenly decided she was a helpless damsel incapable of defending herself. Instead, she approaches the infected, meeting it halfway. A kick to the knee sends it sprawling to the ground, and its teeth click at her as she stabs her knife into its head. When she pulls it out, she wipes the gory blade onto the infected's dirty shirt before standing again. ]
We need to go. I couldn't tell what direction whatever it is was heading in.
[ A group of infected or people, most likely. Heavier than this. Bigger. And just because she's immune doesn't mean she can't be torn to pieces with teeth or bullets. ]
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We need to go. I couldn't tell what direction whatever it is was heading in.
[ A group of infected or people, most likely. Heavier than this. Bigger. And just because she's immune doesn't mean she can't be torn to pieces with teeth or bullets. ]