The two focused on the undead, in hopes that whoever was coming would be blocked by their tanker, but when five figures appeared, the atmosphere changed and panic set in.
"They are five of them," he said, looking at them, five men cloaked in black, with sinister smiles on their faces. The leader, a man with a sharp jaw and red eyes, looked at them.
He had a grin on his face. "Seems we have found what we need," he said. The others let out laughs, cackling like a bunch of hyenas.
"I don't think we can take these five people, we have to run," the tanker said. He turned around and let out a thunderous roar, his muscles bulged as he activated his ability.
He charged forward like a bull and slammed into the undead, pushing it to the side forcefully. "Let's goooo!" he roared, and the other two immediately followed.
"You think you can get away? Hahaha, we'll kill you," the man yelled, and all five started chasing at top speed through the hallway.
