If the zombies were a little smarter, the two remaining ones would be terrified right now. Then again, they wouldn't be zombies if that were the case.

Whether they'd continue attacking the girl who'd just thrown their comrades to their final rest the world will never know. With a THWOOM, a single gleaming sawblade flies across the room on a course that neatly slices both of them in half, sending their decaying parts scattering.

Gordon lowers the gun and flashes Dinah a brief, quick smile.