Time was ticking away. Though the zombies laid dead, Damian did not know how long before they would rise once again, or be joined by more. This was no place to rest; they had to keep moving. Even if he had to make them. Damian scooped up Lilly in his arms, careful not to harm her but keeping her close and tight.<span style="font-weight: bold">"This is no place to rest. We leave, <span style="font-style: italic">now</span>."</span>Damian didn't know where to go, but away from the this accursed place would be his main goal. Activating his shapeshifting powers, he created large wings for himself and took the skies. He didn't stay for long, as he merely needed to survey the surrounding area. There was destruction in many directions, and he did not stay long enough to give them each careful observation. But he knew where he didn't need to go, and once he landed he began to walk away from the chaos, with Lilly in his arms.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Chaos has erupted on the surface previously, likely when we were stuck underground. Prepare yourselves for another confrontation by our unknown host."</span>Damian began to suspect that who ever summoned them had meant them harm, hence the tone of distaste in his words.