Rosaline quickly looked down at the little girl, the zombies around them dispersing. It might have been due to their lessening numbers, but she felt it had something to do with little Marianne. “You’re right, come on.” She replies.

The doll-like woman takes the child’s hand in hers before quickly guiding them towards where Faira and Ann were. Any undead monster that noticed them seemed to back away, moving to where the rest of their kind was on the other end of the hall. Rose finally stopped, letting go of Marianne’s hand. She turned to look for the others. 

“Conna ‘Cel! Scarlet!” the nebula yells out, trying to spot them in the crowded mass. She finally caught sight of them, there were only a few zombies left standing around them. It seemed the rest were laying in pieces at their feet. They needed to get out of here soon though, there was no telling if there were more zombies that might show up soon enough.