Irina shakes the remains of the corpses from her very human, dainty fingers. The smile she gives Willard is the best, most innocent one she can manage.<br/><br/>"Oh, that was just a warm-up. Actual fighting should be much worse, no?"<br/><br/>She pads left and right, barefoot over the remains of the zombies, peering into the passages ahead. Her eyes alight with a yellowish sheen.<br/><br/>"We could go back and run away, but I doubt anyone would be for that... So, whick tunnel do we pick?"