[h2] Guts - School [/h2]

"If they haven't run already, that's their problem." Guts said, giving his iron hand a wave. Gripping the thick hilt of his sword, he kicked open a door leading to a stairwell leading straight down. The stairs, of course, were crawling with undead, moaning and limping towards the sounds of their voices. An armored boot shot forward, cracking the monster's sternum as it tumbled down, crashing into several others into a pile. Several bombs followed, detonating and sending a splatter of gore back at the Swordsman. Grinning, he hopped over the rail and landed on the next floor, bringing his sword down into a downwards slsh, cleaving an undead in two. Dragging it along the ground, he brought it into and uppercut, dismembering another before bringing it to his shoulder. Down both ends of the hall were dozens of freshly turned undead.

Guts shifted his weight forwards, and began to carve his path out.