Damian exited with the others, and was greeted by a group of undead. He knew their kind, but did not know where they came from or who controlled them. Morgan was quick to assume they were enemies and began to attack them. Damian was not fighter, but if these undead abominations meant them harm, than he will do everything in his power to put an end to them. One of the shamblers moved towards him, making no discernible forms of communication aside from a low grown. He couldn't even tell if these things wanted to harm them, but none the less, they will fall like any other. Damian swung his fist at the zombie, creating a ten-inch diameter hole in it's chest thanks to his demonic strength. Without the rest of it's torso to support it, the zombies head fell and it was dead once again.<br/><br/>Damian turned to face the other undead when he heard Lilly scream. He turned to see that she was running away from the zombies, a sensible decision, but she than curled into a fetal position. Not the best stance if she wanted to escape from these monsters. Some of the zombies walked in her direction, but he was not about to let them get near her. Unleashing his Chain Fist, he impaled one with his clawed hand, and swung the dead walker into the other one. Damian quickly ran to Lilly, sensing a certain wrongness from her. It must have been magical in origins, but it has been some time since he felt something of this magnitude.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Lilly! Lilly, what is happening?"</span>