Jynx was a little busy. While Loretta and Emma seemed to be ignoring that they were swarmed with the undead, the mohawked girl with the spikes on her arms was impaling them left and right, flipping over the other survivor's heads in order to reach zeds that had almost arrived. She had no choice but to ignore the painted lady for a moment as she continued her bloodbath, her breathing starting to get a little bit heavy now.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>