"What allure does the sewer hold for you?"

Mike, dragging a massive sword, charged into the horde of zombies with laughter. Every skill point he had was invested in strength. With one swing, multiple zombie heads rolled.

Suddenly, he spotted a bus. Ripping open its door, he darted inside. He positioned himself at the entrance, raising his shield, felling each advancing zombie with swift blows. He reminisced about the time he had ascended from rank 0 to 5 with just a bus. That was also the time he bonded with Big Brother.

Mike booted an attacking zombie out of the entrance and thrust his sword through another's head, bellowing, "Come on!"

...

Hawkins, wielding a thin sword, and Alan, brandishing a long spear, were ruthlessly dispatching zombies with shattered eyeballs, stumbling about. Amidst the chaos, a large white rooster fluttered around, leaping and pecking at the zombies, hitting its mark every time.