Matt waited until the roars of battle dimmed down a bit, sure he was trained. But without the aide of vampiric sight or NVG's he was practically useless in this fight, and he had no plans to die in a unnaturally dark alleyway at the hands of either a pyschopath with a machinegun-like bow or a shitty newblood. He waited until then to slip un-noticed through the alleyways, the twists and turns, off in the distance he could hear roaring. He went in the opposite direction, trying his best to not let his nature get a hold of him. He grabbed the radio on his chest and spoke into it "If anyone can hear this, this is Gen-Matt..I suffered a minor wound of a arrow scraping my arm but I am more or less un-harmed. I'm making my way into the forest to find cover until backup can arrive. I instruct all alive members to do the same. Matt out". He continued on his way, carefully, making as little noise as possible. Scared? No. Not dumb as a brick? Yes.
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Rhyss held his fire, and simply sneered at the woman that dared to threaten him. Of course, he could have just as easily blown her head clean off at the range she chose to stand to him, but then again this woman was the almighty 'Kinslayer'. He decided to wait it out so he leaned the gun against his shoulder and watched the conversation finish itself. "Purge? Yeah I shot a few of those assholes on my way to here. Platemail doesn't do much for bullets." Rhyss told him as they were running across the rooftops. "That Kinslayer, quite the...interesting one isn't she?" He told him with a amused look, it was evident in Mithias' expression that he liked the woman, yet said nothing.

Once they stopped in the middle of the clearing Mithias told him about the Purge and the fabled assassin, "Personally as far as the Purge goes I say I can just shoot all of the jackasses myself, then again, I'm more of a 'Shoot it to bits before it shoots me' than a tactician. So, I'll trust your judgement on this." Rhyss told him. "As for the General, I'd have no clue where he was either. Only thing they gave me was a name, Matt Thyne I believe..." Rhyss shrugged "Either way, how do you propose these vampires will stop and listen to either of us?"
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Magnus grimaced at the /slightly/ unnerving sight of the corpses raising up to kill him once more. "Well then, I guess I'll have a bit more fun and kill you as many times as it takes before you go down. Let's have some more fun then, shall we?" Magnus said with a laugh, setting upon them in a whirlwind of claws and teeth, he'd rip them into shreds if need be. A few struck him in the chest where his heart should have been, but their blades nor arrows found their mark, his heart long gone and hidden where none would find it. Once he was sure this little zombie army was dead he sat on the back of one, to rest of sorts. He was sure more would come by soon, him having killed their comrades in the immediate area he was standing, he'd simply wait for them to arrive and pounce on them when they did.