"Are they knowledgeable to fight?"
The atmosphere turned grim after I've spoken these few words out of my mind. Sooner or later these children would venture outside their peaceful nest and live their lives in exile while running from the infected preying for their lives. Although they are bit lacking to exert any physical effort to establish a hit against humanity's greatest foe, they are still nimble and energetic enough to outsmart the witless zombies that solely relies from their brute strength and sheer enthusiastic appetite.
"Are you insane? You're telling me that you would let your son or daughter fight against those rabid beasts?" She hysterically backs away and faces herself towards the dirty white wall.
