"No need... This needs to end, and it needs to do so now." Loki answered Rita as he began to move towards where one of the fallen zombies laid, crouching to make it less likely he be struck by stray fire. "Nybeth, have the thralls focus on taking down the beastkin." he said to Nybeth as he moved.
With his shield magic still inactive and without anything to provide him with cover, the remaining guard was gunned down. Several shots struck Garzic, but without the aim of the zombies thrown off by both the gale and lightning, none were fatal.
When the zombies took aim at Ardimas, he began teleporting through the room, closing a bit of distance with each time. However, the thrown off aim of the zombies actually helped them, as it made them more difficult for Ardimas to predict, and thus evade. As a result, he was struck several times, but no shots were near fatal.
The zombie impaled on the earthen spikes was successful in knocking out Amalia, the queen falling onconscious on the floor.
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"You cannot either, hmm?" Erica said to Valentine, then chuckled. "I seem I'm not the only one with poor memory. But then again, at three centuries old, this is to be expected. Longevity or no." Smiling, Erica sat down on a bench, admiring the colourful buildings of Lakewest.