As Ari cut and cleaved her way through the undead, alex and Falk were doing their rounds as well. Alex jumped and sliced and cut and diced his way through the mob as his own torso was coated with the putrid blood of the creatures. Falk kept on firing his pistols, and never missed a shot as he kept the creatures at bay. The celtics continued to push the creatures back further and further towards the gate as piles of the dead stacked high. Then, Ari was jumped. The undead climbed over the wall, and tore into its guardsmen like paper as they ate their flesh. One of the soaking wet and blood ridden creatures jumped down on ari and tackled her into the ground. It's strength was surprising as it held her down. It's breath smelt of decay as it's mouth retracted back and lunched at the girls throat. Before it could do that though, it's head was cleaved off. The corpse fell to the side and the head snapped at Ari. As she looked up, alex stood above her with his hand offering to help her up. "C'mon! It's not past your bed time is it?!" He asked jokingly.