"'Go go go?' What the fuck is up with that?" asked Priest.
Danny ducked the ax of one of the undead. "Ask Brianna! Ah! It's her idea!"
Danny retreated from the weapon long enough to communicate with Hal. Sporting massive bear claws and a hyena's jaw, he went on the offensive. The hyena is often credited with being a scavanger, but in fact, they kill to scavenge ratio is higher than that of the lion. Their jaws are designed to crush into the bones of their prey, leaving little food to waste. They were perfect for battleing the undead. The bear claws sank deep into the flesh, leaving the deadman clamped and unable to manuver. One crunch from the jaws was enough to disable the ax-zombie, and Danny turned to find someone new to fight.
Ozzy was immune to the archers' attacks. When they saw him approaching them, undaunted by the arrows hitting his chest, they scattered. "What, want a piece of me? Huh? Huh?"
It occured to Ozzy that maybe the archers weren't just retreating. Men running from danger don't tend to look back eagerly. They seemed to be clearing the wall nearby. Ozzy turned around. There was a giant zombie behind him, and his ax was bigger than Grimm's.
"Oh shit..."
The ax sank into the lower portion of Ozzy's right rib cage. The blade drove all the way into the wall, pinning Ozzy to it. The corpsed grinned at his own handiwork and began punching Ozzy in the gut.
"Oh -- oomph -- fucking -- ommph --"
Brianna tried distracting the archers from her teammates, but it was working too good this time. The arrows were flying a little too close for comfort. Already suffering from one arrow wound, Brianna would not risk a second one. Grabbing a lance off the floor, she too began attacking.
And arrow ran through her wing. It missed the flesh and muscle, but several of the feathers on one of her wings -- the side that had been burned -- were missing. Without warning, Brianna banked left and nearly hit a wall before she realized what had happened. "It's like my wings have been clipped. I'm half cripppled." Her lance drove into the skull of an archer that had been aiming at Priest. "Well, good thing Mr. Ba -- Ozzy -- taught me a little bit about boxing, I think I'll be using it."
The Red Lizard -- the massive scaled beast of Goldbalt's that had imprisoned Brianna and Ed -- had pinned Erasmus to the ground. The massive bird was not crippled -- not yet, anyways -- but without the air advantage was forced to fight with beak and talon. One foot had managed to grasp around the neck while her beak stabbed itself repeativly into the face. The beast, either ignore the pain or not feeling it, slowly used it weight to drag the hawk towards the wall, where she'd be even more compromised.
How odd it seemed to be fighten and not summoning Drax! Drake dodge one sword blade but a second one swung lower, hitting him in the back of the leg. He dropped down to the ground. The dead man holding the sword raised it up to strike him down, but Drake was too quick. Since he was already on the floor, he couldn't swung his own sword very high. But the zombie fell after Drake sliced the ankles.
"Great, now there's two more." Like Erasmus, Drake backed into the wall, though he was hoping he would find safety there, since no one could attack him from behind there.
Ed and Templar found themselves side-by-side. A large group of soliders were closing in on them. "I hope you're happy." said Ed. An arrow cut through his shoulder, though it only sliced the skin. "We're outnumbered and no one on the team can lend a hand. What have you to say about that?"
Mason only grinned. "The badger is most fierce when he is cornered. Let us attack like him, and we will see who the victor is!"
