Trevon Lambert was greatly panicked.

His chest center’s pressure point had been sealed, and he was no different from a patient who suffered from severe paraplegia. Seeing how the dense swarm of zombie bugs was fast approaching him, his heart had almost risen to his throat.

At the crucial moment, Dorothy Assex reached into the air and made a grabbing motion. A shadow figure of her hand appeared out of nowhere from thin air.

It picked Trevon up and tossed him into the hole that connected to the