[Oh dear, that is much, much louder than he anticipated, and as such, immediately draws the attention of every undead in their vicinity and then some.
With Carlisle focused on protecting his companion, his little crew goes on the alert as well. He might not be able to give the mindless detailed commands, but the impression of defend us apparently gets through to them: as the clergyman ensnares another two heading toward Qubit, he misses one of the faster, enraged zombies on his periphery, only for said zombie to be stopped in his tracks when the controlled coalition swarms him. The one lingering near the truck, who had been set on snacking on the supposed technomancer just moments before, does the same as another aggressive zombie comes tearing across the gap from the Whole Foods -- he lunges and knocks the faster undead to the ground, ripping into his abdomen with his bare hands, leaving a rotten, bloodied mess behind.
As useful as he feels at the moment in this specific situation, Carlisle will be thankful for when Qubit gets through the lock, as the grisly display put on by his growing band of undead helpers (14ish) is a bit much for him.]
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With Carlisle focused on protecting his companion, his little crew goes on the alert as well. He might not be able to give the mindless detailed commands, but the impression of defend us apparently gets through to them: as the clergyman ensnares another two heading toward Qubit, he misses one of the faster, enraged zombies on his periphery, only for said zombie to be stopped in his tracks when the controlled coalition swarms him. The one lingering near the truck, who had been set on snacking on the supposed technomancer just moments before, does the same as another aggressive zombie comes tearing across the gap from the Whole Foods -- he lunges and knocks the faster undead to the ground, ripping into his abdomen with his bare hands, leaving a rotten, bloodied mess behind.
As useful as he feels at the moment in this specific situation, Carlisle will be thankful for when Qubit gets through the lock, as the grisly display put on by his growing band of undead helpers (14ish) is a bit much for him.]