It had been a long time since Mindy had the ability to let go this freely. The Arena was never her way to fight: they never let you have what you wanted and half the time you had to watch that you weren't going to fuck it up because of some random bullshit in the flora that caught you off guard. Here was open space, two glocks and a partner. HERE, this was perfect, and she'd revel in every minute of it. Even as fast as the zombies were, getting to Mindy's level was nigh impossible. She had the space, the speed and the agility to rebound after a particularly satisfying lunge.

Now she could let body parts fly and not be bothered. She let out a giggle, singing "Let the Bodies hit the Floor" under her breath.

"Gotcha! I'm on my way!"