Why wouldn't this thing die? Melissa and Cassie had the beast tangled up with forestry and struggling on the ground as it burned. Yes, he was still on fire and still jerking around and roaring like Godzilla the zombie. "Why won't he die?" Melissa shouted to Cassie but the other girl looked just as clueless as she did. "Maybe we need to take off it's head."
The two girls then focused their efforts there, trying to rip the monster's head off. No easy feat. The Tank was enormous and it's muscle mass was incredible. No matter how hard the two of them focused, they could not seem to remove its head. The Tank jerked this way and that and roared again, stamping its feet angrily and racing off and away from the two of them. Cassie and Melissa swapped a look.
They both took off at a run trying to follow The Tank but he was faster than expected. Melissa wanted to call zombie bullshit. They weren't supposed to move that fast. Especially one that was that big! They followed The Tank through the woods and watched as it headed towards Katherine's place. "Shit." Melissa muttered trying to think of another spell they could try and hoping like hell that Cassie could control her dark magic. But there was no magic necessary when a southern guy pulled up in a truck and took the monster out with a rocket launcher. It was dead.
Melissa looked over at Cassie. "That was different." Understatement.