It seems that for every one of the foe they cut down, two more rise to take its place, the creatures vaulting over the piles of dead, easily able to make jumps of twenty feet or more, especially when leaping from rooftops, some of them are very nearly able to reach the constructs, unless they're shot out of the air.<br/><br/>Fortunately, they aren't alone for long. After several minutes of fighting, and the first thousand or so have been killed, Draiss senses a strong power surge, heading towards the city, and spots three winged figures, flying low to the ground, and homing in on their location. As they sweep over the city, they split up, passing low over the roads, now choked with the scrambling horde, and unleash bursts of divinely-powered fire, burning away wide swathes of the zombies, and giving the constructs a couple of seconds of breathing room, a slight pause in the waves, to give them a little ground back. The angelic figures pass over their central point, then sweep out again, to deliver another surge of power, keeping up the bombing runs throughout the duration of the fight.