Jeff and Hanz began to flee from the area, scared of that weird zombie but happy that the handsome bastard was dead; although the other women being killed was a shame, they still had the many women of the athletics club to play with, especially Laura.

"Teacher, what should we do about telling her about that prick?" Jeff asked, his face still pale from Maria's terrifying appearance causing him a sense of terror and foreboding.

"Tsk, stop being such a little bitch; we will just beat the sluts down and violate them like we always do!"

The male students were corrupted before this happened as their basketball club was about to be investigated for forced group sex charges; they once may have regretted their actions in the past, but now that the world was ending, why would they care anymore?

All of them weren't bad, though; one boy named Simon tried to save the girls on the second night of the apocalypse, but sadly he failed and was beaten within half an inch of death, forced to watch his lover added to the group.

From that moment, none of the other boys chose to stand up to the leaders Hanz and Jeff, also worried due to them both having family members in the army, the ever-vague idea of a rescue operation lingering in the back of their minds.

Hanza stopped momentarily before opening the door, briefing the boys on their action plan before he leaned forward, ready to open the cafeteria door.

"Grab the two closest girls and hold them hostage; follow my signal; when my arms drop, all move!"

Slam, bang! With great force, the door to the cafeteria was slammed open; Jeff, Hanz, and seven other boys stood watching as the girls, unaware, filled their bags and began to set plates for the entire group.

To their left was a large staircase leading to the second-floor elevated dining area, with the cooking area below, around 20ft by 24ft in size.

To the right was a small opening to eat and a huge set of windows that spanned from the floor to the cafeteria's roof, letting the darkness fill the room with hints of moonlight, helping add to the ambience.

'A good escape if something goes wrong.' Jeff thought, looking to the right windows and fire exit, able to see no zombies outside as the girls seemed to have cleared this side very well.

Laura noticed the strange situation, her elven ears twitching as she prepared herself, always ready to shoot her bow at any moment.

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'Where are Alex and that strange woman Mildred?'

She was not human; thus, from the beginning, she had little mercy towards these beast's in men's disguises.

'They aren't here to help; I can feel fear, worry, excitement, guilt and lust from these faces and eyes.'

Her eyes narrowed like Mildred's. Her right hand was holding several arrows between her fingers, much more adept; maybe her elven ancestry gave her a boon with archery, four pointers in total, all made of high-quality steel.

Slowly, she raised to her feet without showing her right hand, only holding her bow like normal; keenly observing their every move as the males came closer.

"You made it?" She said with a concerned voice before looking around as if noticing.

"Where are those girls, the other boys and Alex?"

Hanz opened his arms, acting out the most theatrical sorrow that any chubby male could; how he became the basketball teacher's coach was beyond most real sporting teachers.

"He's...Gone...! There was a strange mutant zombie; she was too fast....and....we barely managed to escape...!"

'This bitch, look at her stupid face. I cannot wait to watch my semen pouring from her nostrils as she gags on my cock, gasping for air!'

Hanz believed his actions to be successful as they came closer; the boys also tried their best to look sad and regretful, and some of the girls were naive.

'There is no way he would die, and your group of trash would escape, don't think I am some stupid bitch with no brains because I teach physical education, damn sexist pig.'

Laura readied her bow, grasping the steel arrows in her fingers tight while allowing her arms and body to relax slowly, moving to an ideal shooting position, a table to leap on for elevation, close to the steel shelves so she could climb to the second floor in an emergency.

She watched as Hanz's lowered his arms, naturally, yet something wasn't right.

Sadly she was too slow to shout as the boys with Jeff dashed forward, grabbing three first-year girls and dragging them back near the door.

Hanz and two others kicked over two tables with servings of food onto the ground, wasting valuable resources with only their cocks and short-term desire on their mind.

These actions were disgusting, but they were not out of lust; these men were filled with fear and terror that they could die any moment and thus took the easy way out.

Not to ever be condoned or forgiven, yet there was no moral standpoint to judge them from the start; human rights and equality died when zombies began eradicating humanity.

"Miss Laura, I would suggest you drop the bow, surrender these girls to us and quietly become our plaything; although you are older, that finely toned body of yours drives me crazy; I can't help but get rock solid; nothing compared to when my disgusting wife gets naked!"

Hanz grabbed a first years hair as he dragged her up and placed a sword to her throat, a crimson stream of blood seeping from the small wound, causing the girl to groan and scream in horror.

"P-please.....teacher....don't let them....kill. Ugh!?"

"Shut up slut!"

Jeft punched the girl in the face with a sickening thud, causing her peach lips to cut, blood oozing down her chin as she felt dazed, like the world was spinning.

Woosh! A flurry of black steel arrows shot across the 50-yard distance of the cafeteria, their sharp tips penetrating the throats of three of the seven boys with Jeff as he threw several of them in the way, avoiding his death.

His skill danger sense luckily triggered, allowing him to dodge Laura's deadly flurry before he quickly dashed towards the table, dragging the girl with him.

"Arrrghhh! You bitch!"

A single arrow pierced his lower body as a tiny piece of phallus-like flesh hung from his body, visible through his torn jogging pants.

"M-my cock!!! I am going to kill all of you sluts!"

His body wreathed in flames as he began to shoot fireballs into the distant cafeteria aiming for Laura and the slower girls, causing chaos in the small room.

Bang! His flames hit a random table, causing it to explode as wooden splinters and shards burst out in all directions from the blast, piercing several girls' bodies as they were flung back by the shockwaves of his fireballs.

Laura began to fire at will, leaping onto the tables, walking confidently as her arrows were released constantly; a flow like a sea's tide began to onslaught the boys, now down to Jeff, Hanz and a few more that were pinned down, while Jeff looked towards Hanz.

'This is bad; his actions will surely attract zombies! I have to escape! Shit!'

"Quick, come with me; one of you smash through that glass!"

A rain of arrows began to volley towards them; several girls and Laura chose archery and short bows. Their teacher preferred longbows, sadly not getting the luck to try one, as it wasn't ideal in the first moments of the apocalypse.

The sound filled with steel and wood tearing through the air, gusts of wind like a melody as the arrows showered down on the fleeing boys.

"Gah!? My Leg!" A boy was shot through the back of his knee, dropping to the floor as he was trampled by the other boys, now filled with bruises and more wounds.

"Shit, useless fucks!"

Jeff jumped into the air, an arrow slicing through his cheek and left eye; despite his danger sense this was the most efficient way for him to survive as he flew through the glass, sharp shards piercing his face, body and arms, despite crossing them over his face causing him to become a disfigured mess.

Shatter!

The moment the glass was smashed, many girls were shaken; at the same moment, a group of more than 25 zombies pushed through the door; because the boys rushed here, they didn't kill any zombies and instead led a small horde of them, from the area's the girls avoided.

This was just the start, as more zombies were stumbling through the corridor, the smashing glass and raging flames not helping, as they came close to Hanz, who now looked fatigued, his face pale with blood oozing from his cock, and chest, where two more arrows pierced him.

"Hahaha! Die, you stupid bitches! Hahahaha!" Hanz seemed to have lost his mind, using his magic until reaching 0 willpower, spreading his arms as the zombies began to devour his body like hungry dogs in a butchery.

"Gyaahhh!!!"

His death cries became distorted and gruesome, yet the girls weren't saved, the only exit now blocked by the flames of Hanz; his last laugh was due to this, as Laura moved rapidly, kicking the second-floor tables to block off the stairs, shooting whatever arrows possible to thin the zombies.

'Fuck! because I am so strong, these damn low-level zombies do nothing for my level... My hands hurt! These girls are going to die....'

Laura's willpower dropped lower after seeing several girls burned to death as the remaining girls slowly climbed upstairs, kicking away the tables to slow the horde of zombies.

At the same time, the flames blocked any possible escape.

"Ahhh!?"

"Kkkkyaa!?"

Terror.

Panic.

The strong athletic girls were not special, neither military nor women with steel will; upon seeing several of their close friends burned alive, their skin melting as they reached out for help, other's being eaten alive, the broken, distorted cries now causing the girls sanity and willpower to plummet.

"N-no run... don't.... Marlene!?"

"P...pleas..e...he...lp....!" A burning girl tried to reach for help... before her arm dropped off like a melting marshmallow.

Laura looked down; of her 20 girls, 10 made it to the second floor, 4 were still trying to get on the steel cabinets, and now being shaken by the horde of more than 50 zombies, make that 3.

As the monstrous zombie of Hanz caught a girl's ankle, his mouth, now only the top half of its jaw, dropped down with force, penetrating through her thigh as his jagged broken teeth penetrated her soft skin, blood squirting as it sliced through her artery.

"Girls! I know it's tough, fuck.... Lydia... Attack, we have to kill them if we wish to live! Don't give up!"

Another arrow shot from her bow with a twang, blood seeping from her torn fingers; even elves couldn't shoot at this high intensity without the proper garments and gear.

'What do I do!? Please... Winter Mother, guide me....!'

Dropping the bow, her eyes narrowed as she seemed to fade from reality, her hands clasping two short, serrated daggers as she looked back to the eldest girl remaining.

"Anne, it's up to you. Don't let them get bitten! Use the bows, and throw the tables, pots pans! Anything to survive! I will kill as many as possible so you can survive!"

"Teach!?"

"Please don't!"

The girls were too slow, and her shadowy figure vanished from their sight; as if she was a gust of fierce wind, she appeared beside a group of three zombies, thrusting her daggers through two of their faces, twisting before leaping into the air and cracking the other zombie's neck with a powerful roundhouse.

Laura used the momentum to push herself back onto the stairs, hopping along the various tables with her elven grace and agility.

"I can do this...."

Boom!

"Guha!"

An explosion sounded as the entire wall of the cafeteria entrance was destroyed, huge rocks shooting towards the second-floor stairs and dining area.

Anne watched as more than a tonne of rocks shot towards Laura in terror.

The girl's athletic team's willpower was crushed as she shot through the air, smashing through the thick glass and slamming into the gravel with a thud.

Non-existent in the face of a power-type mutant zombie