The Chairman's space blade carved through rotting flesh as another wave of undead crashed against him. Dozens of corpses fell, only for more to claw their way from the earth.
"Is that all you have?" The Immortal King's voice echoed across the battlefield. He stood atop a raised platform of bones, arms spread wide. "I expected more from humanity's 'strongest'."
The Chairman didn't respond. He surged forward, cutting a path through the horde. Bodies piled around him, but for every ten he felled, twenty more rose to take their place. The Immortal King simply laughed, waving his hand lazily.
The ground trembled as skeletal hands burst through the soil.
"Don't tire yourself out so quickly!" the Immortal King called out. "We've only just begun after all!"
The undead pressed in from all sides, forming a tightening circle around the chairman.
