The air soon turned crimson, the horde of zombies burned to cinders. Arios knew he wasn't play with some rookies. But with more zombies in their way, this was not the time to praise them or let his blades rest in hands. Cutting through the zombies before him, watching them disintegrate with the kiss of his blades. He turned to Voren, blades gliding through the air the wings of an eagle, the zombies vanishing in his wake.<br/><br/>"Hey there. Can't you have all of the fun, now can I?" He smirked, his right arm jutting out, a clean blow to a zombie's head.