Johan didn't hesitate even for a slight second as she jumped to the side, however the ball hadn't been an attack on her at all.
As the ball hit the wall on the other side of the room, it exploded with a bang instantly, and in a matter of a few quick seconds, the entire room was covered in thick grey smoke, the smell instantly overpowering the rot.
'Equipment Change.' Alan thought inwardly as in an instant the nightvision goggles on his head disintegrated into small motes of light that floated away and a different set of motes converged together at their previous spot, instantly forming a different kind of equipment.
A pair of heat vision goggles. He had already tried this strategy before coming back, the smoke bomb released heat for a brief moment however the heat of the smoke from the initial explosion would quickly disperse, whilst he would still be able to use the goggles to check the position of his enemy.
Seeing the clear red outline of Johan, Alan didn't hesitate as he lifted his arm and threw three black combat daggers directly towards her before he looked down.
The three dead bodies of his friends had started generating heat once more and through the heat vision, he could see that inside them, a small ball like thing was at the center of their chest and was spreading some kind of current through their entire bodies that was caught on the heat vision of his goggles.
'Whatever that is, I'm willing to bet it's how this bastard is making them move even as their dead.' Alan thought to himself as he took a few steps forwards and grabbed the broadsword with two hands before plunging it down and into the first body instantly, before repeating the process quickly with the other two, all of this in less than five seconds.
"Oh? Taking out the threats already? How… logical of you Alan, human's usually are much more emotional, being able to take out your friends so easily. Truly, impressive." Johan said, her tone of voice as soft and unhurried as always as Alan lifted his head and saw her raise her hand and throw back all three daggers towards him, she had previously simply dodged and whilst Alan was taking out the zombie like corpses, had gathered them and now thrown them back towards him.
The daggers were invisible in his heat vision as they didn't carry any kind of heat, however the motion of her hand, clearly was a throwing motion. And she was throwing them directly towards him.
'How can she see through the smoke?' Alan thought to himself as he released a grunt of annoyance before dodging towards the side, ending up right next to his bed.
He took the bed cover with a swishing sound and instantly raised it up, in the very next instant, he felt the impact of three daggers hit it.
"Oh? You anticipated that the first throw was a feint?" Johan mused outloud.
'If she can see me precisely, there was a chance that she had something even better than heat vision, she would know that I was using heat vision to locate her, if I was in her position, I would also have launched a feint.' Alan thought as he rushed forwards and lifted his sword up high and then swung it, but he didn't swing it normally.
The sword left his grip as it rotated in the air, flying towards Johan whilst Alan lowered his body into a full body slide in the middle of the apartment towards her.
'Equip, Combat Axe.' Alan thought as a small hand axe materialised on his palm and without a single instant of hesitation, he swung. And for the first time in the entire encounter, he felt it, the slight resistance of flesh before it was cleaved right off.
"Fuck."
He heard it, Johan's voice as she cursed and instantly jumped to the side.
The slide continued until he hit the wall with his entire body, getting disoriented for a moment before getting back up onto his feet as quickly as he could.
"You… you're really one handsy little rat aren't you Alan?" Johan muttered, the soft posh voice gaining a somewhat colder colour, and in the very next instant, Alan's eyes widened.
The door of the apartment was slammed open and the entire air pressure inside the apartment changed as a gust of wind came out seemingly out of nowhere, and in the very next second, like a hurracane, the smoke was pushed out of the apartment, together with the dead bodies and whatever furniture was loose.
Alan had thankfully instantly grabbed onto his desk that was bolted to the wall and had managed to keep himself from getting caught up or that could have spelled really bad consequences for him.
'If I got caught up in that… Damned.' He thought as he instantly unequipped his heat vision goggles as he stared directly at Johan once more.
She was by his bed now, their positions having been reversed, she had managed to dodge the broadsword that had been flying towards her and was now stuck on the ground but she hadn't managed to dodge the axe strike directly to her ankle.
Looking down at her foot, he saw it, half of her ankle was gone, a clear part had been cut off and it was now bleeding profusely. Her foot looking like it was holding on for deal life, almost dangling under her.
'Her mobility is alteast seventy percent gone.' Alan thought to himself as he looked back up to her face. It was the face of a man, a handsome almost model like man, and before, it had looked soft, polished, and almost kind, but now? Now it more resembled some kind of unhinged maniac, the rage at having been hurt had clearly hit Johan right in his ego.
Her eyes were widened and almost crazed, his lips pursed so hard that it almost looked like her own teeth.
"What's wrong? Did the rat bite your ankles? Or did the cat bite your tongue?" Alan asked and in the very next instant, he lifted his arm and made a throwing motion, in the middle of it, another axe materialised in his hand and was instantly thrown towards Johan.