As Kyza finished off the last of the infected, he was surprised at how easy it was, considering that the gun man only fired once. It seemed like they were distracted by something; only a few of them seemed to fight back when the smoke cleared. He was so focused on the battle, he did not hear anything as the others were taking care of the lion. When the last infected was decapitated, he let out a breath, just as the lion thumped onto the gun man. Fearing more danger, he ran up to see the danger, sword in a striking position, Tara's axe in a defensive position.<br/><br/>Kyza was covered in the blood of the fallen infected; a feeling he was too used to. The discolored red stained his clothes, drenching his body. If he was not immune, he would certainly become infected himself from this kind of contact. As he surveyed the situation, he saw that the danger was already taken care of. "What the hell just happened?" he asked, a little concerned for the safety of the others. "I hear a noise of loudness...is everything safe?"