Steven
*Alloces would be slightly surprised at how quickly the wight just... Deleted itself, but he shrugged and began to begin chunking through the zombies. Left blade swinging down low to chop off the legs of the zombie, before slicing upwards to take off the head in the return swing. Right blade chopping downwards at the armless zombie that had just unbalanced itself trying to headbutt bite his summon, who would easily be able to dodge, having arms, a shield, armor, and telepathy as well as actual coordination due to being alive. This would be done while Alloces was moving at a diagonal.
If the zombie in front died, the summon would walk slightly forward, knocking his sword against his shield lightly to bait the zombie behind armless zombie forward. Then he would sidestep with shield ready to guard and yeetus one of the zombie's arms, just like clockwork. 
Summon 1 on the other hand would look like they were about to block the swing, before suddenly stepping to the side and chopping downwards at the extended arm that the zombie had been so generous as to donate to the Armless Undead Foundation.*
``` Psi Speed, 2 turns. Flammenslicer, 1 turn, Bullshite cheat telepathy, Infinite, Gen speed 1.17```
Paul
*Ardon lifting his own weight off the ground would prove to be detrimental. The dwarf is incredibly strong for his stature, and he's able to lift and throw Ardon over his head and behind him as the Titan jumps, Ardon then landing on the floor. A zombie wacks him while he's down, which once again does nothing.*

*Mevis's fist successfully knocks the zombie's head from its neck, effectively giving it a severe case of whiplash.*

*Alloces is easily able to take out both zombies and disarm another. Summon 1 is able to take off the zombie's arm easily.*

*Ashnard's lunge brings out a lower left hook from the Qua, which is easily dodged and it hits nothing. The wight does turn with the strike though, so he would end up facing the Canifor. His guard is too defensive for any slash to be effective, but the first strike distracts the Qua from the second, who only has enough time to turn left just enough such that the flaming blade ends up hitting the wight's bracers instead of piecering into the side of the chest. Said blade ends up stabbing into the wight's chest. It knows that it's going to die, so it attempts to raise its upper arms up and slam it into Ashnard, running forward.*
Doris
Ashnard could almost admire the undead's tenacity. Almost. They still were mindless thralls that deserve little more than a quick death, like one would be cropping out useless weeds. It was a tedious task, really. As the burning qua made on last desperate overhead smash against him, Ashnard raised his arms and crossed his guards to meet it, using the fiery blades to block and deflect it. If the qua was resilient enough to not have its wrists cut right off, the canifor would wrestle the grip to break its guard, lunging back against the qua... To ram against its face with his horns. The aberrant spikes were every bit as sharp as his arm blades and every bit as deadly, aiming to impale the qua right through the eyes and impale the brain, whether it still was alive or not. Disposing of trash zombies around him after that show of primal ferocity would only be the dessert. 

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Empowered strike used. 10 Mana left```
Steven
*Alloces would look at the dwarf that was plaguing Ardon. He sighed. He really wat too old for this. A parting flaming slash at the zombie that was persevering through on his right, aimed at the head, ought to put it down. He would then put away his swords and bring out his composite longbow. He wouldn't have the time to nock and shoot, but he would have enough the next turn. Summon 2 would try to slice off a leg and then thrust at the zombie's if it was somehow still alive, then he would get in front of Alloces protectively. Summon 1 would essentially thrust the edge of his shield at the one-armed zombie for it to bash/bite, and then use that opening to deliver a quick thrust at the head.*

``Psi speed 1 turn, Flaming sword end, Bullshit telepathy never ends, Gen speed 1.17``
Nancy
*Mevis would see his giant comrade Ardon being tossed around. While it didn't seem like the zombie was doing much to him, he felt he could at least deal with the smaller nuisance while letting him focus on the dwarf itself. He would run forward and would take advantage of the zombie facing downward to attack Ardon by bringing down an axe kick to its head. If it someone managed to avoid it Mevis would attempt to quickly step back into safety*

```2.5 recovered. 60/90 mana```