Buke pulled out what looked like a fairly large pipe from his back. It was a solid piece of metal he had picked from one of the cars. Buke had noticed many such things lying on the ground beside corpses on his way to the supermarket. Clearly, the people had brought them for protection, but unfortunately, they couldn't survive. Among the various weapons, he found a pipe. It was similar to the bat he previously had, but this one felt lighter in his hands for some reason.
"So this is what you've decided? You've decided to kill your friends?!" Zain shouted back.
"Friends? Both of my friends are dead. There is a new world out there, and I must protect myself and make sure you two can rest." Buke retorted as he ran forward.
Thinking quickly, Zain needed to know what to do, he had knives, and with only a pair of short weapons on him, he was at a disadvantage.
'First, I need to get Skittle out of here. I vowed I would protect him.'
