When the three reached the main entrance, they noticed two zombies walking aimlessly. Dried-up blood covered the zombies' bodies and one of them even had its entire right arm bitten off.
Brandon narrowed his eyes. There was another exit, but there were more zombies there so this path was a lot safer. "There's only two of them. Can you handle that zombie?" Brandon asked the sporty guy while pointing at the taller zombie.
The sporty guy gripped the handle of the axe with both hands as he nodded. His face was covered in sweat.
"Let's move slowly. They have sensitive hearing so we have to be careful." Brandon warned. He then gave a signal to the sporty guy as he walked towards the one-armed zombie. Meanwhile, the sporty guy silently walked towards the other zombie.