[Matt’s help is definitely appreciated, because for all that the zombies in the stairwell don’t seem to pay Liem any mind, multitasking between killing them and keeping them from pouring out into the corridor is still a big ask. He’s learned already that not much other than a strike to the brain will do them in, so most of his attention is by necessity spent on fending off the tide and looking for openings for a well-placed stab.
It is messy, demanding work. He has to be glad of the fact that it still hasn’t been too terribly long since he’s fed, but even so, by the time a couple more zombies are piled on the floor, he has by necessity got more blood on his nice robes.
One of the last couple zombies manages to stumble over Matt’s barrier as Liem’s busy dealing with another suit-wearing corpse. At least the obstacle means it falls to all fours before it lurches on like a mindless animal in humanoid skin. Liem half-turns, his dagger still buried in zombie skull.]
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It is messy, demanding work. He has to be glad of the fact that it still hasn’t been too terribly long since he’s fed, but even so, by the time a couple more zombies are piled on the floor, he has by necessity got more blood on his nice robes.
One of the last couple zombies manages to stumble over Matt’s barrier as Liem’s busy dealing with another suit-wearing corpse. At least the obstacle means it falls to all fours before it lurches on like a mindless animal in humanoid skin. Liem half-turns, his dagger still buried in zombie skull.]
Matt—!