Caiaphas let the soldiers put down the last horseman, already turning toward the new threat, and began putting them down. He ignored the fatigue of constantly moving, the ache of lashing out with muscles unused to the actions being demanded, the headache from overextending his abilities. He simply did what he did best, and kept fighting. He emptied the chamber of his revolver, before slowly backing up to get with the advancing soldiers. "Stay calm, they are mindless and slow now. Just like the practice yard boys, hold fast, and destroy this unholy abominations."