Dusk doesn't even get a chance to help.  She's barely unsheathed her claws when the lumbering zombie gets a in a god swing and instantly skewers the ogress.  Their opponent drops all efforts of resistance at that point, apparently struggling to stay conscious let alone fight.  Apparently they hadn't been doing too bad a job at wearing her down.  The panther is content to rub a paw over her own bulging tummy, noticing that her prey has already given up his own struggles.  She won't object to that; she hadn't been entirely sure he wouldn't have given her trouble if he kept it up.  Only Linda's mention of moving further into the structure brings her attention back to the present while her stomach eagerly works to digest its guest.  "Right, sure."<br/><br/>Synys decides that this time it might be a better idea to keep her crossbow in hand just in case they run into more of the emerald claw, a very likely situation.  Hopefully they're not invisible next time though.  The kirsune mearly waits as the predators briefly enjoy their meals before giving the lamia a nod of agreement and moving forward.  If at all possible she chooses the route that looks like it would take them towards where the others had been trying to use the window.  Unless the others change direction in which case she follows them.