AU: Zombie Apocalypse

Context: Sabre demonstrates a quick way to take care of zombie hordes.

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[3rd Person POV]

As dusk fell, a handful of Colorless Guards kept watch on top of the walls built around the headquarters.

Like they have been for the past few weeks, large groups of the undead gathered at the walls. They scraped and threw themselves against them, trying to get in, but their weakened bodies were too fragile to do any damage to the stone. While the Guards were grateful for that, it didn't lessen how disturbing it all was to them.

As they tried to avoid looking at the faces of the groaning horde below, the group of Guards was approached by Light Steve, with Sabre following behind him. The Guards quickly saluted as Light stopped in front of them.

"Sir! All is well here, the undead can't get inside. They just always swarm around here at night..." One Guard says, glancing down for a moment.

"That's good. I've actually brought Sabre with me to help with the swarming problem." Light replies, motioning behind him as Sabre digs through his bag. "He's going to demonstrate-"

"ALRIGHT, I'M ONLY SAYING THIS ONCE, SO EVERYBODY BETTER LISTEN UP." Sabre shouts, getting everyone's attention as he carries a bow and arrow.

All of the Guards look at him as he walks to the front of the group, standing right next to the wall. With his back to the drop, he looks at the Guards and holds up the bow.

"Now over the many years we've had to deal with these things, my people have figured out the zombies' main weakness; fire." Sabre begins. "Not only do they just catch and burn really easily, the virus that makes the zombies can't survive high temperature in the slightest. Fire is also the easiest and least destructive way to deal with a swarm at the front door."

Sabre then readies the bow and arrow, quickly dipping the arrowhead into the flame of a nearby torch. He looks down at the horde, aims, and looks towards the group again.

"Observe."

He fires.

The arrow hits a zombie, making it screech and start to frantically stumble around. It only bumps into more zombies, spreading the flames. As the group watches, a large number of the undead gathered at the bottom of the wall are burned and fall to the ground, turning to ash. As the rest of the zombies try to fill the gaps in the horde, Sabre continues.

"Any kind of fire works, it's just most effective at a distance. You can pour lava on them, light them of fire in close quarters with a flint and steel or a fire charge, or heck, shove a torch in their face. As long as it works."

Light looks concerned as Sabre digs through his bag again. A few moments later, he pulls out a splash potion bottle filled with... something. It definitely wasn't a potion.

"You can also pour or splash some kind of liquid fuel or accelerant onto the zombies or an existing fire to get rid of an especially large group."

And with that, Sabre tosses the bottle off of the edge of the wall.

Seconds later, all of the Guards and Light Steve jump back as a column of fire leaps up into the air, billowing behind Sabre like a background, followed by a short and loud collective scream from the undead. Sabre doesn't even flinch.

There's a long silence for a moment as the air grows still, the fire quickly dying out and disappearing, only leaving a scorch mark in the grass below. The Colorless Guards just stare in shock, before Sabre speaks again.

"Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Good."