Damien was a bit of an observer and noticed Naomie's fighting was getting...distorted? "Naomie, calm down... Witches are sometimes in really awkward places. Keep your ears open and go for the loudest noise." He stopped halfway down the hall. THERE, next to him, the crying was so loud. He turned to face the door. He reached out and forced down the handle, opened it a bit, then kicked the door open. There was a boomer right there. The door knocled it back, tripped over the witch in the corner, rolled to the otherside of the long roo, and exploded. Covering half the room in it's zombie attracting goo. The witch was startled, looked around and found Damien. The witch screamed and stood up, claws outstretched. Damien just grinned and moved back so his back was against the other wall. "I pissed a bitch off!" He called, letting Naomie know he found one. The witch started running out of the room, into the hall to get to Damien.