The smell of fresh blood lingered in his nostrils, teasing him. It was so different from the smell of the raw meat he cut up day in and day out - so much sweeter. He would have it.

But then the movement of his hand was cut off. The zombie lurched its body upwards in an attempt to shove the human off of him, but that led to it pulling into perfect position to get kicked in the head. It flailed backward, but didn't stumble all the way due to Suzaku's foot still holding it down.

It didn't need the knife to cause damage, though. Letting out a shuddering roar, it pulled itself close to the human and moved in to try and bite at Suzaku's calf.