Hilde was taking no chances and tried to stay alert. The numbers seemed to be dwindling now, though a great many of the undead had been taken out by the Valkyre and the other two warriors. The one wielding the icy sword seemed to be close to the level of the Valkyre. But the rest were not bad either.<br/><br/>She risked a glance back to where the horses were and spotted Saga trying to keep them calm. She did not think he looked like the battle scarred veterans, but she might be wrong.  Though he need not worry about Frost, the damned insatiable horse was still munching on every blade of grass he could reach. Totally ignoring the other horses and the man. Hilde swore he could eat twenty four hours a day. She mumbled to herself more than anything, "Damned horse, will have ta make ye inta a pack beast ta make sure ye don't get fat!"<br/><br/>She continued firing arrows into the shambling corpses, not getting close to them at all. When would they stop coming? She was beginning to tire.<br/><br/>