The castle doors are opened and she's allowed in.  A few of the kobolds within the castle help her with the limp Brian, rushing him up to her room.  Meanwhile, Xyveris can be seen coming down the stairs and heading to the battlefield.  "Caden is in your room," he informs her.  "Cayn's out there but even he's considered an evil creature.  His magic is nullified by their prayers and he's being overwhelmed by numbers.  Don't leave the castle.  If you wish to see what's going to happen, watch from your window."<br/><br/>With that said, Xyveris would step out of the castle and on to the grounds.  Almost immediately, the ground began to shake, and power began to seep out of the very earth itself.  If she hurried, she could see why Xyveris was the one in charge of this entire organization.  As his steps led him through the ground, the very air changed, the thunderstorm immediately changing from something cleansing to an unholy concoction that seemed to make the air itself scream with the sensation of the demonic.<br/><br/>Words were barked out, and his hands were lifted into the air.  Corpses arose at his command, hunter and creature alike, given unholy life at his whim.  The hunters would be able to affect the creatures, but that's why there were so many of them.  Even the leader of the hunters would see that this was a lost cause and call for a full retreat.  Once across the boundaries of the Night Parade the undead abominations would pause before sinking into the ground.  Xyveris would walk to the edge of the grounds, staring at the hunters, a vicious smile on his face as his tentacles waved in the air.  Taunting.