Naomie kept her eye on damian to see what he was up to but made sure to keep the undead occupied. She was having the time of her life dancing along these things slicing them apart. Each swing of the blade acted as a release of her stress. After a while however she sloshed the blood from the blade and sheathed it. she then quietly slipped through them hiding her breath with practiced ease.<br/><br/>She made her way into the opening next to damian with blood dripping all down her body. she couldn't help the spray that came from some cuts so she was fine.